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I would like to ask again for your prayers in my situation. I lost my job in prison last week, and tonight my co-workers brought to me the outpouring of love and letters from the men to me. I am almost ashamed to read the beautiful things that they wrote to me, about how much the work I did helped them and put them on a path for change. A good number of them mentioned God and prayer, which was something many of them gave little consideration to in the past (although I did not work for a religious organization they knew I was devoted and went to Mass every Friday at noon.) It was a standing order that I pray for them on my lunch hour!
These were not easy students, as many of them are very violent and play hard with guns and drugs. They are felons in a maximum security facility and have been criminals most of their lives. The work is hard and getting them to understand their behavior is like giving a cat a bath- they wiggle and claw at you the whole way through and then sit in your lap and purr when its’ done!
I couldn’t be more proud of the way that they reacted like the good men that I know they are. They did not do the kinds of things that would have been expected by the people who were stirring up this trouble, and no one mouthed off to the administrators who did this to me, and them, even though they are hurt and very angry. I am convinced that this is because many of you helped to pray for them, and I am grateful.
My heart hurts at not being with them, because they are like children without a mother, and I am like a mother who has had her children ripped away. Even though the conditions of working on a cell block were just awful, I loved every minute I spent behind bars with them, and I miss them like my own flesh and blood. I miss the heat, the smell of a thousand dirty men coming in from the yard, the cramped offices and no chairs and the orange paint that rubbed off the railings all over my clothes every day as I stood talking to them about all manner of things to get through.
Please pray that somehow I can continue to work on the outside with these men, as I feel very strongly that I have found a true calling in this work. Pray that I can forgive the unfairness of what happened and lose the battle, but win the war! God help me find a way to continue what YOU started, and thank you, thank you soooooo much for the love I have recieved from these lost men who are found. I feel truly blessed.
These were not easy students, as many of them are very violent and play hard with guns and drugs. They are felons in a maximum security facility and have been criminals most of their lives. The work is hard and getting them to understand their behavior is like giving a cat a bath- they wiggle and claw at you the whole way through and then sit in your lap and purr when its’ done!
I couldn’t be more proud of the way that they reacted like the good men that I know they are. They did not do the kinds of things that would have been expected by the people who were stirring up this trouble, and no one mouthed off to the administrators who did this to me, and them, even though they are hurt and very angry. I am convinced that this is because many of you helped to pray for them, and I am grateful.
My heart hurts at not being with them, because they are like children without a mother, and I am like a mother who has had her children ripped away. Even though the conditions of working on a cell block were just awful, I loved every minute I spent behind bars with them, and I miss them like my own flesh and blood. I miss the heat, the smell of a thousand dirty men coming in from the yard, the cramped offices and no chairs and the orange paint that rubbed off the railings all over my clothes every day as I stood talking to them about all manner of things to get through.
Please pray that somehow I can continue to work on the outside with these men, as I feel very strongly that I have found a true calling in this work. Pray that I can forgive the unfairness of what happened and lose the battle, but win the war! God help me find a way to continue what YOU started, and thank you, thank you soooooo much for the love I have recieved from these lost men who are found. I feel truly blessed.