I can’t stop crying, I can’t show them I’m crying,…I’ll put mysunglasses on so that they can’t see me crying. That’s not good, they
should be able to look me in the eyes. Okay, God but if I take my
glasses off, they’re going to see I’m crying and they’re going to think
that’s kind of weird because there’s nothing happening.
The thoughts going through my mind were, I’m sitting here under the
shade looking at about 100 inmates at a Kenyan prison. I’m so loved.
They are so loved and I get to be here. I was looking into their eyes,
at their faces and seeing their desperation for truth, for someone to
care, someone to pay attention to them and have hope in them. I didn’t
even feel worthy to be in such an amazing experience. I get to see God
open their eyes to see their true identity in Christ, to be forgiven
and to see hope in their future.
I was sitting there as my teammate Tres preached about their identity
in Christ. He prayed for them and gave them an opportunity to begin a
relationship with Christ. As Tres asked them to stand up and claim
their identity as a child of God, my heart broke because I didn’t see a
convict, I saw a second chance, I saw God’s forgiveness and His divine
plan. 100 men stood up that day with hands raised, some crying and
heads bowed. I watched grown men surrender their lives to their maker.
I saw hope that day. I saw God’s power and his glory on display in the
most unlikely of places. I will never forget the faces, my emotions and
the words that were spoken. I know that if God can change the hearts of
what society says is scum, then He’s the God I want to serve and love.
He’s the one that can do anything, and He has hope in us no matter what
circumstance we’re in and no matter our past. He REDEEMS!!!
I’m sorry I have no photos but we weren’t allowed to. We’re hoping
to go back before we leave in two weeks to baptize those that came to
Christ! We’re so thankful to God for this opportunity.
