Monday, June 25, 2007


Last night I had the opportunity to preach in a service the Spirit Riders & CMA put on with Chaplain Terry Buice, in the Gwinnett Prison. It was one of the larger services we've hosted there in some time- we had about 80 inmates attend it, and 8 men trusted in Jesus Christ. In the music, the prayer times, my sermon, and these men coming for salvation, we really felt God's presence in that prison. God is mending lives, even as they serve out their sentences.

An inmate approached me prior to the service, and gave me a necklace with a cross he had made, and wanted me to wear it as I preached, which I did. When everything was over, and all the inmates were being escorted back to their cells, he came back over to me and said, "Do you remember me? I used to go to First Baptist back when you were there." Suddenly I did remember him, and the times we had conversations over the years there. After I left and came to Hebron, he just slipped from my memory, and here he was again, after all these years, standing before me in prison. My choices had led me further into God's kingdom work, and his choices had landed him behind bars. We talked for a moment, and he asked for prayer, that God would help him walk as a man of God again when he got out. I told him I certainly would.

As illusionist Brock Gill said when he was here, "Some choices you make don't matter. Some you make are life and death..."

Rob

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This blogwas very touching.It shows that you should make the right choice whether you go to church or not.