That rare moment when a parole is granted!
It kinda
reminds you of the sheep farmer that Jesus talked about!
The guy was
caring for 100 sheep, in the parable as related by Dr. Luke in Chapter 15, when
one of them got lost. He left the 99 out
in the open country and went looking for the lost sheep. When he found it, he put the frightened animal
on his shoulders and carried it home. He
then called his friends and neighbors, asking them to rejoice with him, because
he had found the one lost sheep.
Well, that
seems to be about the percentage of paroles granted in Michigan. But today we learned of one, and we’re
rejoicing!
I had
written a piece on this site last November, after a discouraging day. I had promised my friend Joe that I would
speak on his behalf at a Public Hearing, where the Michigan Parole Board would collect information pertaining to his possible release. The hearing hadn’t gone well, in my
opinion. In fact, the day got off to a
bad start before the hearing even began.
Joe’s elderly step-father suffered a medical crisis right in the prison
parking lot and had to be rushed to the hospital. He later died, and Joe never made it to the
funeral. I sat beside his shaken mother as we waited for the hearing to begin.
The record
clearly showed that Joe participated in a heinous crime while drinking liquor
and smoking weed. He was in his early
20s at the time. But this was 38 years
later…38 years that he spent regretting that he had ever done such a terrible
thing, and 38 years spent doing his best to improve himself and make something
of his life. A spiritual being, he was
assured of God’s forgiveness, but no such luck with the State of Michigan.
There was opposition
in the public hearing from the Wayne County Prosecutor’s Office, although the
young assistant Prosecutor who spoke hadn’t even been born yet when the crime
occurred. There was opposition from the victim of the crime. And there was strong opposition, as usual,
from the Michigan Attorney General’s office.
No one wanted to focus on Joe’s record of accomplishment and
improvement. Everyone wanted to focus on
his state of mind as a young man, and the crime that brought him to prison nearly 40 years ago.
I didn’t
give Joe a snowball’s chance, but in addition to testifying at his Public
Hearing, I did communicate my feelings to the Parole Board and the Attorney
General’s Office. I grumbled loudly in my blog entry of November 6.
Then, no
word of any decision. Silence.
Now, 5
months later, Joe receives positive news:
A parole has been granted!
Like the
sheep farmer in the parable, we’re inviting our friends and neighbors to
rejoice with us. To us it seems like we
hear of 99 rejections to 1 approval for parole.
But we’ll take it. We don’t get
many victories in this office, and when we do, we savor the experience!
We think
there’s rejoicing in heaven as well!
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