Sometimes, we have the opportunity to go where we please.
At other times, we go to certain places because we are persuaded to by family members, friends or colleagues.
Still, there are times we go to certain places because we are compelled by a deep sense of responsibility. Our motivation transcends the thrill of adventure and the intrigues of expedition. We are driven by something deeper and stronger. We are driven by a quest to touch a life and make a difference.
Three weeks ago, I was at Kirikiri Prison.
I put up this message on my BlackBerry phone :”I’m Now At Kirikiri Prison”
You can only imagine the reaction I got from different people who read it.
A number of people were genuinely concerned. They assumed that I had been locked up in prison.
Well, that was not the case at all. I didn’t go to the prison because I had violated any law or been wrongfully convicted.
I went because I was on a mission. I had an assignment. I had a message and I needed to deliver it. For years, I had wanted to do this. I cherish and believe these timeless words of Jesus:
“I was hungry and you gave me meat. Naked and you clothed me: I was sick and you visited me. Then shall the righteous answer him saying, Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you drink? When did we see you a stranger and take you in or naked and clothe you? Or when did we see you sick or in prison and come unto you? And the King shall answer and say unto them, verily I say unto you, in as much as you have done it unto one of the least of these my brothers, you have done it unto me.
Jesus teaches that when we feed the hungry, clothe the naked, care for strangers or visit prisoners, we are doing it for him. This is very instructive. We should pay close attention. This was my driving force when I visited Kirikiri prison. Thankfully, I did not go byy myself. I joined the vibrant Prison’s outreach of House On The Rock. Over the last decade and a half, House On The Rock has invested heavily in Prisons. Tons of food items, clothing, medication and other supplies have been delivered to hundreds of inmates. More importantly, scores of inmates who have been unjustly incacerated have been freed and dozens have been rehabilitated and reintegrated into society.
I was delighted to be a part of the last visit to the Women’s arm of the prison. I was glad to be able to share the Word of God with those precious ladies there. It was an interesting mix- I saw the young, the old, the reserved and the eccentric. I spoke to them about the power of words and our God-given ability to transform our lives by changing our words.
Here are a few pf the thoughts I shared.
- The prison is only a pathway to your glorious future. It is not your destination.
- You can send your words where you are not currently free to go. Words don’t need visas to travel abroad.
- Your hands and feet may be tied but if your tongue is not tied, you can use your tongue to untie your life.
- Your words will ultimately shape your life.
- You can use your tongue either as a TOOL for CONSTRUCTION or a WEAPON of DESTRUCTION. The choice is yours.
At the end of it all, I prayed for them from the depths of my heart and donated hundreds of copies of my book, SEIZE THE MOMENT to them along with the medical supplies from the Prisons’ ministry.
I will always the tears of joy that streamed down many of their faces during our time with them.
I will always remember the ring of gratitude that echoed through their voices.
I will always cherish the smiles of satisfaction that lit up the faces of the prison wardens and caregivers.
I will always cherish their prayers for us.
I’m glad I visited Kirikiri prison.
I am persuaded that we can do a whole lot more to help the less privileged in our society.
If you’d like to further enrich the lives of those inmates with the resources you have, kindly indicate your interest by leaving a comment in the box below so that we can do a whole lot more together as we transform our Nation…one life at a time.
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