In an odd sort of way....I feel so at home (at the jail). There is something so rewarding and satisfying about sharing with those who feel there is no hope...the fact that there is hope!! You know when someone is getting it. The sparkle in their eye. You can almost see the conversation going on in their mind.......Could Jesus be the answer for me? Is this what I have needed all along? Does Jesus really care about me? Of course there are those whose mind seems to wander elsewhere. Thinking about dinner, someone outside, the painting on the wall. I don't know..... whatever Satan puts there to make them wander away from the truth they so desperately need to hear. Still, I feel blessed to share the truth (the Word) and the love of my Lord with them. A small sacrifice for what He did for me!
So today, I am counting my blessings and am praying for those who are less fortunate during this Christmas season. Those who will be inside the walls of a cell or the four walls of a hospital room. To those separated from children and families during this holiday season. To those whom Christmas will be just another day due to the chains of addiction, poverty and illness.
I made it home safely to find my sweet husband had the Christmas lights on and supper made. So thankful for my dear sweet husband and my home!
Yes, I am thankful and truly blessed...........May I always be willing to reach those who Jesus too sought out. The sick and lowly, the lonely, the least and the lost. Thank you Lord!
Blessings to you and always remember to stop and count your blessings!