I went to church on Sunday and it was a really good thing. Appreciated the people and the fellowship and worshipping Jesus and listening to some encouraging things.
And at one point, the man preaching talked about the Last Supper. He talked about us needing to remind ourselves of our own mortality more often, that we would enjoy life more fully. And he talked about inmates receiving their own last supper before execution, how they aren't rushed meals, but are savored and appreciated.
And i got to thinking
about the whole visiting prisoners thing
if maybe there was something we could do for prisoners who are on Death Row?
Maybe there is some group that offers some fellowship and conversation and prayer and communion to those who want it...
I really can't stop thinking about Judas and what would have happened if the community had opened their arms to forgive him and receive him back into the fold.
And when i think about who it's hardest for me to forgive, child molesters and rapists go to the top of that list.
So i wonder if maybe God would have me work with some sort of prison ministry, going to the people society has forgotten about, and loving them and giving them some moments of sweet fellowship before their lives are stolen from them.
Food for the stomach the government can provide.
But water from which they will never thirst again? Sounds like something the Church should be there for.
Incidentally, they can't leave prison and come to the Church.
What if She came to them?
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