My heart has been in shambles. As you may have read, a couple posts ago, I started a new job down here where I now live. Sitting in court with one of my clients yesterday – a rather difficult court session, she and her mother had to hear that, no, she was not getting released early and yes, the judge expected her to mind her behavior, participate in the programming and abide by the rules.
After a particularly difficult weekend, it was hard news for her and her mother to hear. Being the tough cookie that she is, she didn’t allow the tears to fall until safely away from any prying eyes. Out in the hall, she wiped them briskly away.
I admit, I had to wipe my own tears away.
I didn’t get into any trouble as a child, nor as an adult for that matter. So far, I’ve been blessed with children that have given me no problems. I don’t know what it’s like to be separated from my family due to legal issues. I don’t know what it means to have legal problems of my own or my children.
All I know is what I see, on the outside looking in on the lives of the children and their families. I root for them to make better decisions and choices. I wish them the best. I want them to find God, learn of His love, mercy, forgiveness… I want them to experience it first hand.
Jesus came to set the captives free. Sitting in my office just the other day, this thought came to me… Jesus came to set the captives free. Yet so many are living in captivity.
Whether we live in literal prison or are captives to sin, this is indeed not the life that God intended for us. I wish for our freedom. I wish for our best.
*Original photo by Yours Truly