Applause For My Dad
Last night I went to jail for the monthly Bible study I teach. 17 inmates gathered in a classroom from their crowded bunking area pictured above (I didn't take the picture but found it on the web). We began with prayer and singing from a song-sheet and cd that my friend Ricky Ryan from Calvary Chapel gave me. Several of the guys were crying as we sang. After four songs, I told them about how this Sunday was unique. Over the past two years of doing Bible studies, I would call my dad on Sundays going to the jail and talk in the car. He was intrigued by this new ministry I was doing, telling me that he never got involved in jail ministry and wished that he did. So he was curious about what I did and how the guys responded. So often Monday mornings were times I would call and tell him about jail services, about responses and decisions to accept Christ.
Last night I told the guys that story and about my dad's death on May 6th. I said, "Tonight my dad got the first chance to watch us worship and I'm sure he thinks you all did a great job worshiping God." With that, all of them immediately applauded my dad. I couldn't talk.