By the end of my second week (still hearing "you should be out tomorrow" most every day!) in jail, the days had become pretty routine. After 6 days alone in my original cell I was moved down the hall and given a roommate. Officer Betty told me that she thought I could be of help to a young man named Billy, a repeat offender who had tried to kill himself on several occasions. I knew that she was just trying to remind me that God could and would still use me, and it did make me feel a little useful. Positive thoughts were hard to come by, and there were times when I felt totally alone. Here is what A Day in the Life was like...
|The dreaded food slot...most days you just hated|
to see it open. Except for breakfast!
The days were boring and terrible. They were supposed to be. It was punishment. But even in the midst of the misery, there were moments of absolute hilarity. Next week I will introduce you to some real characters and some funny moments. Hope to see you then.
Because of Jesus,