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Here is what I am sharing
this week:
Suffer The Little Children (and Sinful Prisoners Too)
(Originally posted on July 8, 2013)
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Odd, isn’t it. The one place I visited where I was always immensely blessed is filled with men and women whom the majority of us would never voluntarily choose to have anything to do with - no matter that our Faith teaches that all of us, including the greatest sinners among us, were created in the image and likeness of God and that each of us, without exception, by and through the unearned and undeserved grace of Almighty God, can, despite what we might have done in the past, become new creations in Him who made us. Every one of us – no exceptions! We must, of course, humble ourselves, acknowledge our sins, ask for God’s forgiveness, resolve not to sin again and perform the proscribed penance.
A difficult concept for many of us adults to accept but one
which little children are more readily open to hear and understand. How do I
know?
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For years, we would deliver hand
written notes and drawings from young children and distribute them to the inmates
attending our prison retreats - men separated from their own families because of
their criminal conduct.
There were no names on these
sheets of paper. No way for anyone to identify who sent them or from whence
they came. It would be impossible for anyone to trace and find the child who
took the time to reach out to an unknown, sinful and often forgotten human being.
It is amazing what God can do
with the little we give Him. Year after year, I was moved to see the impact
these brief notes and childish drawings had on the hardest of hearts. The simple directness
of these little scribbles penetrated hearts that we adults could never reach.
Light entered and dispersed the deeply embedded darkness buried within these troubled
souls – even if just for a few fleeting moments.
I wanted to share a few of these gems with you but could not get them to
scan properly. My typewritten versions of what they actually wrote
(spelling and all) will have to suffice:
Dear Friend,
I
hope you know that Jesus is still with you. If you pray this pray, you mite
think that god is right beside you. God bless you.
Say
the pray: My Jesus, Mercy. Mary help!
Dear
Friend,
I
hope you are happy. Don’t do anything never again.
Dear
Friend,
We
prad for you today god already forgave you for what ever you did I hope you
will make a good choise if you get out of jail!
Dear Friend
I
hope you got Judge fairly. I hope you are praing and asking for forgiveness.
Dear Friend,
I
prayed for you today. God always forgives you. He loves you. It is a beautiful
outside. Try to go out and help the world when you get out.
Dear Friend
I
hope you can get outside and get some fresh air sometime. I hope you come out
of jail soon. When you come out of jail I hope you are a changed man when you
come out.
Dear friend,
Hi I prayed for you today. I hope you change
because God is always there for you. I hope you read this so you will never
forget this.
Many a weekend retreat took an
entirely different and more positive turn after these small notes were shared. God
used these little anonymous evangelizers powerfully!
You can imagine our dismay then when
after several years, we were prohibited from bringing these letters into
prison. The change in prison policy was at the request of a few Catholic correctional
officers who objected to the distribution of any notes of encouragement from
any child being given to any criminal. So much for teaching our children the corporal and spiritual works of mercy!
A child lets in the Light of God and we adults snuff it out.
A child lets in the Light of God and we adults snuff it out.
This brought tears to my eyes Michael - the love of God is powerful!
ReplyDeleteThere are so many forgotten in prison. So many whose families have abandoned them. So many whom no one visits. So many who have no hope.
ReplyDeleteSimple acts of mercy. Thank you for sharing this.
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