State Pen…Pals

My thinking, toward people who are in prison, has definitely changed a lot. Having a loved one in there will do that for you, especially when it’s your child. I know, more often than not, it’s easier just to forget about those people. They’re all people who have made bad mistakes, or maybe they did whatever it was they did on purpose. Either way, they’re real people, who still need real love.

Tucker called the other day, and they’ve finally moved him to a minimum security prison. It’s a program based facility, and he’s having to take three different programs. That’s good because it’ll, hopefully, keep him busy and out of trouble.

One of the guys in there was asking if we knew a girl who’d want to write him while he was in there. I told Tuck to tell him that I, most certainly, would not hook him, or anyone else for that matter, up with anyone while he was in prison. Tucker put him on the phone with me, and he tried to explain how having someone write him would help pass the time. I assured him that I understood, and that I, and some other ladies from our Sunday morning small group would LOVE to be his pen pals!

There was silence on the other end. It was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud. I told him when he gets out, gets into church, and starts living right, I’ll gladly help him find a nice young lady, but for now the answer was no.

I’m not sure that he knew how to take me, but I’m always going to speak truth to those guys. And I seriously intend to have some people from church write to him, and to Tucker. So if you’re reading this, and you go to my church, let me know if you would be interested in sending a letter or a card of encouragement to my son and his friend. From what I understand, it can be pretty lonely in there, especially if you’ve burned bridges and have no one in the outside who seems to care.

Take the time to pray for people who are incarcerated. Remember, every person behind bars is someone’s son or daughter. Their mother or father, aunt, uncle, or friend. The devil’s working overtime and there’s hardly a family who doesn’t have someone who’s in prison, or living a lifestyle that could land them there. No one, or no family is immune. It’s Christmas time! Let’s love on the least of these!

PS, if you’re single and looking for a jailhouse romance, don’t bother asking me for the name or address. I know there are “those” women out there! 🙂

I needed clothes, and you gave me something to wear. I was sick, and you took care of me. I was in prison, and you visited me. Matthew 25:36

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