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The Power of Presence During a Pandemic   One of the most difficult aspects of incarceration is separation from family and loved ones. This separation has been magnified during the COVID-19 crisis which has caused the cancellation of all visitation and the majority of the programs in

Caring for Widows Strong’s Concordance defines a widow, as a woman lacking a husband, literally or figuratively. This definition brought to mind the “widows” of inmates. We see them weekly visiting their husbands or attending family builder programs. Our chaplains receive their tearful phone calls to notify

This is a quote I recently heard from an offender at the Cherry Street prison, and wow, how true it is to not just for his life, but can be for anyone’s life. We often find ourselves chasing hopes and dreams that lead us to look past

Seeing God’s Grace Behind the Walls – From Volunteer to Board Member   When I first became a jail ministry volunteer, I got involved because of my passion to provide hope, love and support to hurting women.  Throughout my time as a ministry volunteer, I was blessed

“Listening to God”   “Six long years here in the prison but I am not going to complain about it because if the Lord had not set me down, I would not understand what I really need to be doing in life.”  -Cherry Street Prison Offender I

“Only One Way”   Consider the words of Jesus. “You cannot come to the Father but through me.” Now consider that He was the carpenter who built the bridge over dangerous valleys for some to come. Perhaps He was the mason who built stone steps for some

Thanking God for Waking Me Up What is the first thing you think of when you wake up each morning? I’d never given that much thought – until I became involved in worship services at the Cherry Street Prison and the Downtown Jail. At these worship services,

In John’s Gospel there’s a story about a large crowd being fed from a boy’s five loaves and two fish.  A lot of hungry folks fed by a little gift. Every miracle we see is the result of someone we don’t see behind the scenes praying, giving,

It was a Tuesday afternoon and I was on the elevator at the Forsyth County Jail. We stopped on the fourth floor to pick up an officer and an inmate, Ron, who had finished his sentence and was headed to Final Release. Ron looked at me and

Twice a month volunteers from The Order of St. Luke Healing Ministry come to the prison to offer healing prayer to the inmates. Recently, I sat in their prayer circle and was blessed to share in prayer with the volunteers and the men who had gathered. The