These are 2 journal entries from 2 days last week where I
saw God move in crazy ways in a prison outreach that Evan and I took part in. One
was an entry of brokenness and the second was an entry of pure joy.
JULY 17, 2013
Heavy.
That’s all I can say about today. I am going to try and unpack what I saw today
in this entry, but words do not do justice. In some days on outreach, God will
break my heart, I know that, but when He does, I lose my focus on Him. I know I
should keep running back to His open arms, but when I see such a broken and sad
situation, His arms feel so distant. It brings questions of doubt and anger to
my mind. “Why would God let this happen? He is always with us, but why does it
seem like He has abandoned this place and these teenagers? Or is it that us
humans have distanced ourselves from God, and He is trying to break through but
we keep pushing him back? I think it’s the last one. Human nature=frustrating
and heartbreaking.
We had the
opportunity to visit a teenager prison today and tour it. I didn’t know what to
expect, so I walked in (first time in a prison) and nothing could of prepared
me for what I saw. It honestly felt like stepping through the front gate of a
zoo. As we walked into the courtyard my eyes shifted left to the left. There
stood the “prisoners” inside their “cages”. Their arms were hanging out between
the bars and they just looked at us. They were just boys. Only a couple of
years younger then me! Yet they were here locked up day after day with hardly
any visitors. All they really had was each other. I saw this and my heart was
broken. I thought God couldn’t possibly break my heart any more at this point
but I was wrong. We had the opportunity to look into a cell and see what living
conditions the teenage boys had. The cells were the size of a small walk in
closet. All stone, no windows, and no door to keep the cold winter air out! It
was 2-3 boys to each cell.
We finished
the tour and I was in a state of shock for the rest of the day. I didn’t know
what to think of what I had seen and I was angry with God. I couldn’t believe
He had let it come to such a terrible place. I had lots of questions and no
answers. I shut myself up so that I could “duke it out” with God, and search
for answers.
JULY 18, 2013
“Oh Lord my God, when I in Awesome wonder, consider all the
worlds thy hands have made.” Oh what a BIG God I have. He showed up in huge
ways today and he absolutely rocked any doubts and questions I had about Him. A
God of mysterious wonders, but in todays case He was definitely a God of
answers. After lunch we each split off into the specific projects that we had
been assigned to this week. And we were back to the prison. Our group had made
activity plans and then we were off to see what we could do to extend Gods
Kingdom! Better yet, how God could extend His kingdom through us. I went into
the day nervous and worried but with an open mind. “Anything could be better
then yesterday”, I thought. God would show me how He moves later that
afternoon. When we arrived at the prison I was a ball of nerves. A billion
questions were bouncing around in my mind. We entered the prison as the day
before and once again the prisoners were just watching us through the bars in
the cell. Once again I felt hopeless, but a bit optimistic that we were going
to help them scape from their mental and emotional prison- even if it was just
for a small time. I counted 18 kids lined up to hang out with us. My nerves
were a wreck. But the afternoon went so smoothly. God was definitely hard at
work and He made that very obvious. My nerves melted away and unreal feelings
of joy replaced them! I was smiling from ear to ear as we interacted with the
kids. We painted posters, played basketball, and just hung out with them and
loved on them. The kids seemed to have a blast, and they received our
activities so well.
The way God
answered my cry, has definitely been a highlight of the trip so far! Seeing God
move in such a hopeful way brought me the realization that He is always working
and that He is always there! When it seems like all hope is lost, I need to run
back to God and trust in Him.
Praying for God to continue to wreck me in all that I do. The more broken I become, the more reliant on God I will become. Thank you for all of your prayers and support thus far.
-Darcy
These are the two paintings that were painted by the teenagers. Each square was painted individually without knowing that they fit together like a large puzzle. The intent of this was to teach the kids that their individuality is part of a greater body and that they have to learn to work together. The dove was meant to represent the freedom that Christ can offer these young souls. Not just a physical freedom of prison but freedom from their past, from their addictions, and themselves. Some of the captions read, "I Love You", "Praise God", and "I miss my family."

Wow Darcy! What a powerful representation of HOPE! Thank you for sharing this experience with us! Praying for continued breakthrough and freedom!
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome. There's incredible hope, no matter the circumstances. God is good.
ReplyDelete-Curtis