The state may not like him, but Jesus does!
The Michigan Attorney
General would be appalled!
Even many of my fellow
Christians would shake their heads if they knew my intentions.
I’m going to fight for the
release of Old Bert.
My attention was first drawn
to his name by his warden, who informed me in no uncertain terms that she felt
he should be out of prison. He had
actually died in her prison once, and they brought him back to life. He’s in terrible health, and his old body is in
terrible shape. He hobbles along with
two canes when he can walk, and he’s constantly in pain, whether standing or
sitting.
He wept bitterly a couple
times when I met with him in the prison.
We had a private room, thanks to the warden...a place where Old Bert
could bare his soul. His crime was so
terrible, so heinous, that he lost all respect from family and friends…everyone
who knew him disowned him. And, he
admitted, for good reason. That was 47
years ago.
47 years behind bars, and Old
Bert became a new man. Like Saul of Tarsus,
known for his involvement in the brutal killing of Christians, he met a man
named Jesus along the way.
Old Bert spent hours and
days and weeks in the law library, and has now became a very effective
jailhouse lawyer. Now he uses his skills
daily to help others who can’t afford attorneys. He still doesn’t get to church much…still
feels pretty uncomfortable among those he considers probably more righteous.
I always suspect he gets a
real thrill when he reads the account of Jesus’ crucifixion in Luke 23, where
our Lord looks on a man convicted of such a terrible crime that he was also
nailed to a cross. In a love so great it
could only be divine in nature, Jesus granted forgiveness and said, “…today you
will be with me in paradise.”
I already know what I’m
going to hear when I sit next to Old Bert this year in his Parole Board
session. They’re going to tear him into
little pieces for the crime he committed.
If and when he gets to a Public Hearing, the Assistant Attorney General
is going to recommend no parole. In some
minds, this broken old man with a healed new spirit still poses a threat to
society. In all fairness to the victims
of the crime, he should remain behind bars.
That will be the general consensus.
I was in prison this week
with my little group of musicians, playing and singing the old gospel songs for
inmates. After the service, Old Bert
took painful steps with both canes so that he could get to me. But he couldn’t speak. He face was wet with tears.
I knew what he was
thinking: Blessed assurance, Jesus is
mine!
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