photoLast night, our church went to the Women’s Homestead Correctional Facility to put on our weekly church service for them. It was my first time. I didn’t know what to expect….
Several years ago, I asked God to give me eyes that see hurting people the way He does. That’s a dangerous prayer if God answers it. Praying that prayer meant signing up my heart and eyes to feel people’s pain without going through it. Compassion can be a bittersweet thing.  Throughout the night, I looked away so I could fight back tears and bite my lip to keep them from falling. Make no mistake, for most of these women, justice was served when they were sentenced. My compassion wasn’t wrapped up in that. My compassion came from the circumstances they were born into that they had no control over. Thinking about that made me cry. But it wasn’t all tears!  I was also filled with insurmountable joy that I get to be a part of a church family that brings the message of eternal freedom to women who may never have earthly freedom!!! Romans 8:1 says, “Who Jesus sets free is free indeed.”  These women have a barricade around their lives, but many of us have barricades around our hearts. These women didn’t chose prison, per se, but many of us keep ourselves in a proverbial prison. Either way, it is in the name of Jesus that ALL of us can have freedom.  A heart that is free to unleash itself in the reckless abandon of God’s love. I hope you know Him.

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