Powerful, innocent, and free

As I sat in the seven-story concrete parking lot at Los Angeles County’s large central jail, I looked out from my car and wondered, “Why in the world would a group of inmates want to listen to a skinny kid like me, from the other side of town, talk about spirituality?”

I was recently out of college, working in finance, and had never been in a jail before. Just minutes away from going in with a Christian Science chaplain to help give a church service and conduct one-on-one interviews, I felt totally unprepared. On the heels of that disparaging thought, however, came a sense of strength and peace. I realized that the attentiveness and respect that I would receive would be totally based on the power of God in this activity, not on my personal qualifications, or lack thereof.

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