Two Sundays ago, I went into the county jail.
With a stack of new Daily Breads in hand, I went door to door in T and U pods, solitary and the hole, respectively. Most inmates just held out a hand for a handout. Some waited at the door for prayer. It was all good. The guard was especially helpful and opened the doors necessary for me to hand in a bible, Daily Bread and a fist-bump.
On to J pod, where just 3 minutes before switch out, about 14 guys gathered around a table to talk about Jesus. 3 had never been saved, so I got permission from the guard in charge to get an extra 10 minutes. Fortunately Holy Spirit took over and I gave a very thorough presentation of the Good News and still had 3 minutes for two out of 3 unsaved to receive Christ. Instructed them on the baptism of the HS, but didn’t have time to pray for that. To M next. Walked in and barely anyone noticed. I saw a thick-necked black dude facing the TV and God highlighted him to me, even though he showed no interest. So I stepped between him and the TV and asked “you want to talk?” he said “yeah” and got up. Just then another guy looked over and got up an hurried over. A third joined us by the time we sat down. All had been saved, all were stuck. All learned about the baptism of the HS and prayed for it, one began speaking in tongues.
Once again, I went in empty, and came out filled up. I just need to keep showing up.