At the Federal Transfer Center on Sunday God blessed us as we worshiped. The Federal Transfer Center is a holding prison. All of the prisoners there are on their way somewhere else. They are either awaiting sentencing or being moved to a different facility for some reason. About 14 women showed up for church on Sunday.
Church is held in a tiny room that was actually originally a TV room. It can be quite clostrophobic, in fact if you had the mildest case you could not stand to be in that room. But we pack in there for church. I just go as a substitute when one of the regular leaders has to be gone.
We sang and had Bible study and prayed. After everybody left a young woman came back in to the little room. I was busy putting the Bibles and songbooks back on our cart. “Can I ask you something?” she said.
“Sure.”
“How do I get saved?”
We knelt down in the corner and her tears of repentance splattered on the concrete floor. I felt like I was driving ChittyChitty Bang Bang all the way home! So the doxology is appropriate, Praise God from whom all blessings flow. What a lovely Lord, is He who loves prisoners and poor people and sinful folks like me.
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