I am going to jail.
As difficult as it is to face the future at times, I feel a real peace with the prospects in front of me. My actions have created
this future. I cannot deny that I am the one responsible for what is about to happen to me. I cannot blame anyone else. My parents did not force me down this path. My wife did not do something to cause me to go crazy.
No. I am responsible for my actions.
I will be the one who must find a way to quickly integrate into life behind bars. If I don’t, who knows what will happen? Will I be
accepted or shunned? What will my place be in prison? I won’t have contact with my family or friends. It will be a different world
But I am going willingly.
The cost is going to be severe. As I said, I am the one responsible for my actions so I am not fighting it.
My only prayer is that when my feet cross the threshold, I will be able to minister healing to those hurt, broken, and abandoned children I am going to serve in prison, half-a-world away in Uganda.