Don’t Ask The Question…If You Can’t Handle the Answer…

It happens often.

Someone learns that I spend a bit of time behind the walls and wire of a couple prisons.

They hear that I preaprisonchapel-300x209ch in chapel, meet one-on-one with offenders, and…yay…even do Bible quizzing in one institution.

And..too often…a well-meaning person says something like, “Gee, Jack, why do you do that? Aren’t there a whole lot of phonies who show up for prison chapel?”

I grit my teeth, and in my normative, compassionate way reply, “Sure there are…why should prison church be any different thanĀ your church?”

That closes that particular conversation…until the next time.