The second Tuesday night of each month is my turn to preach at a Federal Detention Center in our community. I signed up for it to set an example for others in our church, hoping we might have several involved. So far it's just a retired pastor and me. And I confess. I'm tired of it. I don't want to go tonight. I want to go home and hang out with my family, maybe even go to bed early. I never want to go to the prison anymore. But, I know I will be glad I did. You see, I've felt like this for a year. And without exception I leave saying, "I'm really glad I came tonight!" God always blesses my faithfulness and my willingness to serve. So why can't I translate that into excitement and a positive attitude before I go?
Matthew 25:35-36 (NIV)
35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'
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