I spent last weekend in prison. I was a member of a team from the Jubilee Prison Ministry, that goes in to prisons for three days to talk to the inmates about Jesus and what it means to be a Christian. While I was there, I gave a talk on forgiveness: In the middle of the talk I gave a personal testimony from life as it relates to forgiveness. My testimony went like this:
When I was a young man, about 20, I met my future wife and I asked her to marry me. She said, ‘Yes!’ Neither one of us had any money, but we had love, so it was OK. Pretty quick we had two sons, and then one daughter. My wife and I grew up together while raising our kids. Finally, I got a better job. I was making $125.00 per day. We thought we’d died and gone to heaven. Oh, I had to spend a lot of time working away from home; three weeks away and then one weekend at home. There was a lot of stress, but we both thought it was worth the sacrifice. This sort of work went on, for 6 or 7 years, over and over, till one day, when we’d been married about 10 years, I found out my wife was having an affair with another man. At the time our kids were 10, 9 and 3. At the time I thought it was all her fault, but I’d forgive her and forget about it, if she’d just come back. Well, eventually she came back, after a long separation. But you know what’s crazy? Throughout that hard time in our lives, I never even considered all the way I contributed to that event. Like never being home when my wife needed help. Or when she wasn’t feeling good, or the kids were sick, and she had to deal with it all by herself. Probably the worst is that after she got the kids down, when she finally went to bed, she was all alone. She needed someone to love her, to hold her; to be with her. Here I am 30 or 40 years later, and I’m just now realizing all the ways I failed to love, honor and cherish my wife; all the ways I wronged her; all the ways I harmed her. I’m a sinner and I desperately need forgiveness. Continue reading
John 4: 5-42 tells the story of what happened when Jesus met the woman at the well. You know the story, noontime in Samaria, the disciples have gone to town to get food, Jesus is waiting by the well, and here comes a woman to get water. It was a telling visit. Jesus says, “Give me a drink of water.” The woman says, “You are a Jewish man; I am a Samaritan woman; why are you even talking to me?” Jesus, “If you knew who I was, you’d ask me, and I’d give you living water.” If you’re not familiar already, please read the “rest of the story”.
“A man’s words are a mirror to his soul.” Unknown. 
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