My crew receives letters from prison.
Sometimes that’s very good, and sometimes that’s very, very hard.
We don’t receive them very often now–not as often as we did when my ex-husband, Jack, first went to prison. That first year was filled with letters nearly every other day. Now we receive something about once a month.
The kids have adjusted to the life of receiving letters from someone they “used to know” who is in prison. Time does that. At first, the letters resulted sometimes in tears from the kids, but more often they resulted in a pallor settling over the house. Later, as they adjusted, there was less sadness and more acceptance. Now, it is a normal part of our monthly routine.
Yesterday ended up being “Prison letter day”. Bethany and Mark received letters, which means Tim should receive a letter soon. I generally will receive one as well, around the same time that the kids receive theirs.
The letters are generally filled with the daily “goings on” of prison life—-the bartering and trading system, lock downs and fights that have occurred recently, and, honestly, some unrealistic expectations of and challenges to the children. But he means well. Trying to parent from prison can’t be easy. Really, in our situation, there is no way to do so. They do not view Jack as their father much any more. Maybe that is sad, to an extent, but it is where they are at in their limited understanding of what it means to be a child of an inmate who is in prison for a long-term. Later, as they get older, this may change. But that will be their decisions as adults.
But, as a whole, letters from prison are difficult things. They are hard to read. Hard to receive. When I see that prison stamp on the back of the envelope, my soul always has a stab of pain associated with it.
However; I want to contrast those letters with the letters that Paul wrote to the churches while he was in prison in Rome. As I’ve thought a lot about prisons and prisoners and children of inmates over the last several months, I’ve also done some studying of Paul’s imprisonments.
While in Rome, Paul wrote 4 epistles or letters: Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians and Philemon.
You see, Paul wanted to visit Rome, although I don’t know if he knew he would do so as a prisoner or not. The story of how all of this came about can be found in Acts Chapters 21-28. But regardless, he found himself in prison for preaching Christ the Savior. How incredibly defeating that must have been! Here Paul had been doing exactly what God had called him to do. Paul hadn’t committed a crime in the eyes of us as believers, but he had allegedly created a crime by preaching Jesus Christ, which-as part of the persecution of Christians at the time-was outlawed.
We would expect to find Paul depressed. Defeated. And I’m sure he was at times. Lonely. Frustrated. He was a human like you and I, who, if we found ourselves imprisoned, would probably experience all of these emotions. However, Paul used his time in prison to continue to minister to the follower’s of Christ.
I found this contrast list while doing some research, and I attached it to my study notes in my software. Unfortunately I forgot to annotate the author, so I can’t give due credit, although I wish I could. But it really does an excellent job at showing the contrast of what could have been with Paul in prison, and what was reality with Paul in prison. Take a look (you can click on the paragraphs below and they will take you to the website where I found this information):
Wow. This is what we find in these prison letters. We find hope. We find joy. We find contentment. We find a man who considered himself to be a prisoner of Christ, not the Roman government. We even find Paul, praying for the readers of his letters:
Some of the most encouraging scripture I have read, including the prayer above, have been from Paul’s letters that he wrote in prison. That’s not nothing.
But let me switch directions here a moment. Prison is often a lonely and hopeless place. Maybe you know someone who is in prison. Maybe they have done something horrific. Maybe it is hard for you to consider the idea of writing that person. But I will tell you that what I have learned about prisoners is that they crave those letters. They keep them. They share them with each other. They read them over and over again. Is there someone you know in prison that you could send a short note of encouragement to? I would not advocate you writing a prisoner you did not know in prison, at all. But if you do know someone, no matter how heinous the crime, could you find the time and selflessness even–maybe courage even–to pray for that person and then let them know you have prayed for them in the form of a short postcard or note? In the same way that Paul’s letters were tremendous encouragement to the churches while he was IN prison, your letters of encouragement to prisoners IN prison could have a significant impact on their hearts and souls. Knowing they are prayed for may make a difference that you never would have imagined a postcard could do.
For those of you who know Jack, I’m not advocating, in any way shape or form, that you write him specifically. Please do not read this that way. Instead, I’m sharing with you my experience and the things I’ve learned as I’ve gotten deeper into prison ministry. I’d also like to encourage you that if you know of a spouse or a child whose spouse, ex-spouse or parent is an inmate, a letter to them expressing how incredibly proud you are of them, and how you would like them to call you if they need anything is a tremendous gift. Just this week, my youngest got a card from someone in our church expressing how proud she was of an accomplishment she had recently achieved. My daughter treasures that card and is so proud of it. And it’s not unusual for me to pull out my shoebox of cards and letters and read them to bolster my courage on the hard days.
I’ll end this post with these words from Jesus, found in Matthew 25:35-26:
***Please visit the Facebook page “Children of Inmates” and like their page. That will help keep you informed of the difficulty that children of inmates face. You can also check out my page “Resources for Children of Inmates”. I’ll say again, my children are the fortunate ones. They have been loved and cared for by this community, amazingly so. There are many children out there in this world that are hurting terribly from the situation they are in. They need prayer. They need love. They need mentors.
Shelly says
WOW……your story brought tears to MY eyes. What a beautiful thing. That’s the essence of these verses right there.
It truly does make a difference…..just the 5 or 10 minutes we are willing to do something to encourage someone else, particularly those who are in prison–or who have family in prison. You encourage me GREATLY with your words and love for me and my family!
Love you!
S
Denise Drake says
Two years ago I got a call that the mother of two of my students was trying to avoid arrest and the police were planning on trying to arrest her when she came to pick-up her children from school that day! I thought that was a terrible idea for many reasons so I called and asked the captain to wait for her off campus instead. She ended up being arrested that night and my heart was hurting for her children. I had no idea this was about to happen. I found out that she was arrested for something that had happened years before but she hadn’t followed through on her obligations. It was her day of reckoning. I was so angry at her for putting her children in this situation! The next morning her husband brought the kids to school and I asked him to please step in to my office. I told him i was aware of what had happened and I wanted to let him know that the staff and I would be there to help his kids and to help him in anyway we could. He was embarrassed and grateful. Then the Lord says, “I want you to write her”. I was shocked. My anger at her colored everything. But in obedience I asked Jim for the address to write her. He looked surprised and happy that I wanted it and he went to the car immediately and came back with it. I wrote her as soon as he left my office and mailed it right after school. Weeks went by and then one morning her daughter Emma who was in 1st grade came running up to me and threw her arms around my legs, looked up at me and said, “You wrote my mommy didn’t you?” Her little face lit up and I said, “I sure did sweetheart, I wanted her to know that I’m praying for her and that Jesus loves her.” She hugged me and ran off to class. A few weeks later I got a letter from her mother, and once again the Lord spoke, but this time I heard Him say, ” Go see her.” For the next year I went to see her in jail once or twice a month. She’s out now and doing well. She came to know Christ and she’s reunited with her family. God taught me so much through that time. Thank you for encouraging others to reach out, “for I was in prison and you came unto me.” Love you Shelly, Denise