A note from Amy Moore

There is a contraversy of reactions reguarding support of men and women that have gone to prison, even after they are out of prison. A year ago, I did not have any sympothy on this subject. I had many more pressing concerns than people who were incarcerated for choices in their life. They got what they deserve was my motto. I drove by prostitutes and thought...they get what they deserve. No sympathy. Barely a thought to their exhistance. Drug dealers were scum of the Earth and so were a whole list of people in my humbelest opinion. And then God shook my world to the core...and my view on humanity was changed for the rest of my life. I see a prostitute selling her body on the side of a road, and I see a little girl, abused, hungry for food and something she doesnt understand. She thinks its love, or attention. Choice after bad choice in an escape from life led her to selling herself to complete strangers. I see a guy that is completely addicted to drugs...in him I see a child hungry for respect and a different life, and unable to break the chains of his prison and find a way out of the addictions that demand his life. Choice after bad choice has left him too weak to understand how to save himself. I see a theif in a store shoplifting and I see a child who can not read and year after year his self esteem has shattered to the point of surviving like an animal. I see past the sin...to the child God desperately wants to save. My mind still has trouble with some crimes. This too is my humanity. I have trouble understanding the mind of a child molester. What brings them to the point of crossing a line. I beleive sin happens in stages. Especially sex crimes. I beleive it is a series of exposure and demonic warfare. I beleive it is increasing in our society because we are pushing God out of our society. Living in the bible belt...it is not as obvious to me that our country is turning its back on God. But it is here and everywhere. Church is almost a country club today. a place to meet business aquaintances and "feel" good. Christianity is mocked under the breath of many. But never more than when we see an inmate "finding The Lord" again. We mock and are skeptic and almost angry. How dare they beleive they are even savable. God is for the people who havent done bad, not for those that are in that place. Until somehow your the one in that place. Then you are begging for mercy and grace. It all disturbs me to the point of despair. And without christ...I would just bury my head and give up.
When you are locked up, a huge letter A branded on your forehead for the rest of your life...it is a moment of isolation and hopelessness. Your life feels over. But it is also a time God chooses to bring a lot of his children close to him. Sometimes it is the first time they could see out of a fog...and fear and isolation helped do this.
I walked around this world, unconciously thinking myself superior to some. Better. More righteous. In this very act I was covered in as much filth as the ugliest sinner. I thank my God every morning that he opened my eyes to this in myself. That he died so that I could be washed clean. That everything we think is unforgivable and hopeless can be washed as white as snow, and hope restored to the hopeless. I hurt for every victim, and the families of victims, and the one whose transgressions created a victim. I hurt for them all, and I had a glimpse how much Jesus is hurting for them as well. He loves us all, and wants not one of us to perish. Just when you think he is talking about everyone else, go look in a mirror and see if His hurting eyes are not actually focussed on you. Do not be deceived...grasp all you can of Him each and every day.
Thoughts from Amy Amy Moore...Finding Freedom in Christ!