“You don’t need to help me. I can do it. You have more important things to do,” said an 80 year old neighbor when I tried to help pick up sticks in her yard. I heard the same message from a friend with emphysema as he tried to align rocks in a ditch running along the side of his yard. Offers to help are often met with resistance.
We see the same behavior in biblical characters. For example, at first Naomi resisted the offers of her two daughters-in-law to stay with her. “Why should these young women be burdened with caring for me?” She probably reasoned. They have their whole lives ahead of them. With regret, Orpah departed. However, when Ruth showed that she was determined to stay, Naomi relented.
As I get older, I recognize that I can not do as much as I did in youth, but
Is it really possible to predict the path one’s life will take? Or maybe we never actually had to live in margins. Still, most of us had some vision for the future regardless of the circumstances some married, others pursued careers, successful ones. Although we may have had our doubts, but certainly hope in our hearts. No one dreams of or aspires to bad choices. Those of us living behind fences and walls perhaps never imagined that imprisonment would become our unique reality. Yet at the end of the day, it is.
Could I have known that prison would become the destination of a journey set in motion. Yet, still this detour may have started the day when, as a child, fear grabbed hold of my heart and would not
Please don’t debate, by makin’ me wait. Please send me a bed date. I paid my dues & price for the crime so don’t prolong my time. Please give me a chance to see my Mom, I’m takin’ up space, when I know this place. I bring no harm, because freedom to me is like a lucky charm, I did everything right…
I just wanna see the light, please give me a time to walk through that gate, I’ll give you my word I won’t be late. It’s time I started a new life, to build a family & bond with a wife. I know I won’t be missed
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Multiple Blessings – Prison Poetry
“You don’t need to help me. I can do it. You have more important things to do,” said an 80 year old neighbor when I tried to help pick up sticks in her yard. I heard the same message from a friend with emphysema as he tried to align rocks in a ditch running along the side of his yard. Offers to help are often met with resistance. 
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