For nearly 32 years prison has been nothing more than a dividing concrete wall that has separated me from my freedom, from my opportunity to live life wholly and from my family. Year after year I’ve been chained to the reality of walking behind steel bars on Death Row.
Every day I’ve stood on the edge praying and wondering when change was actually gonna come. Every day I asked God what I’ve done that would constitute being in such a horrible situation.
Tears would flow from my eyes as I was miles upon miles from home. I felt so alone and only a photo album of my family, relatives and friends was what was familiar to me.
In the midst of my frustration, loneliness and confusion, God spoke. He bid me to come apart and to commune with him.
Psalm 46:10 “Be still and know that I am God, I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!”
I realized that I was more focused on myself and my circumstances and I’d avoided the One who should be lifted up. The moment I became small and God became big changed everything.
Every month now my family comes to visit me and we get to enjoy the power of prayer together, good food, conversation, laughter and warm hugs. I thank God for such a constant blessing in my life and I’m most thankful that our faith in Him has been the secret of our strength.
Visitation Day isn’t just a time for us but a time to appreciate the beauty of the Lord and to share in a love so divine and ever present. My tears have turned to joy and my sadness to a happiness exemplified by the smile on my face.
God Bless!
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