Have you ever felt like Pharaoh after the land of Egypt had been ravished by plagues? I know I have. I will never forget that back in 2015, about a month or two into my prison sentence, I came back to my cell only to find it completely destroyed. I had already lost everything I had in the free world, and now all that I had left had been ransacked, destroyed, my bed turned over, lockers turned inside out, etc. I was emotionally overloaded. I couldn't take anymore. It was all too much. The constant pain and looting of my life were out of control. Why was God allowing this to happen to me? I thought I had done everything in my power to serve Him and His people? How would I survive all this? It was as if I was actually in Egypt and I had to watch plague after plague destroy everything that was precious to me. Then, in my tears, He spoke and everything changed in an instant.
I’m writing to share something with you that happened at the end of my stay in the hole. It. was. amazing! For those of you who don't know, on March 14th, 2019, I was taken from the camp side of Marion (where I’ve been since I began my incarceration) and put in what they call the SHU (Special Housing Unit). It’s special alright! It’s a 7’ x 9’ concrete cell with no air, a steel toilet, and a bunk made of concrete & steel. Here, inmates are locked down 24 hours a day and are fed through a slot in the iron bars. Think first-century dungeon or images you’ve seen of Alcatraz in the movies and you’ll be close.
Hello everyone! Long time no talk to! I think it has been over 5 months since I have really had the chance to write something and post on my own site. I have been on an insane journey these last 5 months, to say the least, filled with mountain top experiences and valley, no, dark cave experiences. I've been on airplanes, buses, automobiles, and through five different cities in four states to get to where I'm at now, which is Sandstone, Minnesota. I feel like I've been playing a real live game of Chutes and Ladders, or better yet: Jumanji, complete with tigers, bears, flying monkeys and lions like you can't imagine.
I recently was “publicly challenged” on something that was said in one of my articles. And although I and many others strongly disagree with how Christ is portrayed through "publicly challenging" someone instead of privately going to them, addressing them personally in comments, or simply inquiring for more info first before attacking, I can still appreciate the zeal and a desire for truth. Unfortunately, sometimes I’ve noticed though that through our desire to find or divulge the truth at all costs, we can actually cause more damage to the kingdom and turn good people away from hearing the truth we are trying to share. The Bible says the GREATEST commandment is love and if we don't operate in love then He compares us to a clanging cymbal. I would like to remind everyone that without the spirit of love infused into all that we do, we are that clanging symbol in our King's ears. I have learned over time in my own life that all my knowledge amounts to nothing without love and I have no desire to learn a single thing more if I don't already pass the test of love. Being mentored and yoked with those that are stronger than me in my areas of weakness have helped me to see the "egg on my face" in the times I couldn't see it myself and humility had to become my close friend for change to actually happen in my life. I would encourage all of you to take whatever steps are necessary to make sure you pass the test of love before passing out your knowledge to others. Knowledge puffs up but love stays low and on its knees consistently.
It started with deciding to fast on 2/21. I wanted to pray for everyone that was going to pray and fast for me on 2/22 since they were taking time out to pray for me. So by the time 2/22 came I was in my bunk around 1pm and was just laying there and praying. I was very tired and started to nod off. When I woke up I had no idea how much time had passed so I hit the light on my alarm and it said, 2:22pm! The chances of that are almost impossible. I was blessed to know that He was with me and hearing my prayers. Little did I know that would only be the beginning.