You can bet on it: We'll be there!
Supporters of HFP have every reason to join with the followers of Jesus who, in Matthew 25, said, “’When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?”
I bring up the issue because for one of the few times in history, we made budget this month thanks to the kindness and generosity of people who believe in what we do.
I want to assure them, and assure you—
We’ll be there for the woman whose colostomy bag must be replaced, but who has been told she may have new supplies on September 6.
We’ll be there for he mother who has been denied access to her son, and hasn’t spoken to him in over a year.
We’ll be there for the guy whose wheelchair broke and the prison wouldn’t give him a replacement.
We’ll be there for the blind woman who is taunted by guards singing “Three Blind Mice.”
We’ll be there for the woman dying of cancer, who simply wants to spend her final hours surrounded by loved ones.
We’ll be there for the lifer who will not be granted surgery until it becomes an “emergency.”
We’ll be there for the visually impaired who loves to read and simply wants a pair of reading glasses.
We’ll be there for the mentally ill woman who was hog-tied because she disobeyed orders that she didn’t even understand.
We’ll be there for the inmate with learning disabilities who signed a confession that meant nothing to him, because he could not read or write.
We’ll be there for the inmate who needs help filling out his commutation form because his spelling is so bad.
We’ll be there for the hearing impaired who wants a hearing aid just so she can hear the instructions from her officers.
We’ll be there for the old gent roughed up by the Parole Board for not remembering the details of his crime, simply because it occurred during an alcohol blackout.
The friends and parents and spouses and loved ones and yes, the inmates, can keep on adding to this list. It could go on and on. Because, thanks to your generosity, we’ll be there!
The reply of the King: I will tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers (and sisters) of mine, you did for me.