Holy Week, not all that nice for many prisoners
I live in a
broken world. Many of my friends are
behind bars, and for many of them life isn’t all that great.
While
visiting in a Muskegon prison last night, one guy came to me to thank me for trying
to help, even though I had done absolutely no good. He has torn something in his leg, and so he
hobbles along in pain. Not only can he
not get adequate pain medication, he can’t persuade anyone to approve the
necessary surgery to repair this injury.
God knows we tried, all the way to the regional prison doctor and the
warden of the facility. I don’t know
what else to do for the guy but to pray.
During the
prison service last night I sat next to a man I’ve been trying to help for
years. Other than finding him an
attorney who cares and who is now working on his case, I have done very little
for him. His conscience has dictated some
activity in prison that has been very beneficial to law enforcement. In fact, he was promised that if he testified
in a court case, efforts would be made to have him re-sentenced so that he would
be able to see freedom. Well, he
provided the necessary testimony and the state got a conviction. But, the state then reneged on its
promise. Years later, he’s still
wondering when he’ll get that hope for freedom.
I don’t know what else to do for the guy but to pray.
This morning
I received an email message from a man I know in another Michigan
facility. He just received divorce
papers. Needless to say, relationships
are more than difficult to maintain when one partner is in prison. I love the man. I love his wife. I don’t know what else to do for the guy but
to pray.
All of this
is on my mind on the Monday morning of Holy Week…a time when we remember that
our Lord experienced the worst injustice of all, and eventually was wrongly
convicted and executed.
It’s in his
name that I’ll be praying for these friends and many more this week.
I know he’ll understand.
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