Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of LoveWheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
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Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of Love
Wheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
Evangelistic work; Prisons
It is He that has put into my heart this love for you and your souls'
salvation that I cannot explain; this love that grows deeper and
stronger and that can only be made plain in the judgment. He has
taught me to feel for you when you are forsaken and forgotten, when
even friends turn away because you are doomed to the prison cell, the
stripes, and even the scaffold.
Often you are misunderstood and misjudged, and sometimes you grow
bitter towards every one, and sometimes you censure your best friends.
I plead with you to look on the bright side. Think of all God has done
for you and how wonderful it is that He loves you with all your sins,
that He loves your precious, immortal souls.
You are my children. For Jesus' sake, and yours, I am a homeless
wanderer on earth. I have given up home and friends and have gone into
the darkest places of earth, and have endured hardships and faced
danger of every kind. I have endured untold sorrow of mind and heart.
I have wept and prayed night and day, and for you I have sacrificed
all.
But dear ones, notwithstanding all this, I am happy in the love of
Jesus. His love is everything to my heart. His love and sympathy is
enough for me, and I know that He is able to provide all that I need.
He has kept me nearly sixty years, and I am sure that He will not now
forsake me.
Let this encourage you, dear prisoners, to know that God loves and
cares for you. When the way looks the darkest, when all hope fails,
when the last friend has forsaken you, then look up to Jesus and
believe His word. I know your trials are hard to bear. I think of you
as you leave the jail for the penitentiary with the handcuffs on and
the sheriff and the deputy guarding you so closely, and the world
against you. I think of you as the prison doors close behind you. I
think of you in your loneliness as the days and months and perhaps
years go by, and again I say, yes, I know your trials are hard to
bear. But look up through the dark clouds and remember that God lives
and that He loves you. In your little lonely prison cell He is with
you and is waiting to save you. Do not conceal your sins, for God's
Word says, "He that covereth his sin shall not prosper; but whoso
confesseth and forsaketh them shall find mercy."
Let the past be cleansed by the blood of Jesus. If you trust Him, He
has promised to separate your sins as far from you as the east is from
the west. Do not rest until His Spirit tells you this is done. Then,
"forgetting the things that are behind," press forward to those things
that are before.
Obey the rules. Show by your daily life that you intend to do right,
the very best you know. If those in authority over you seem to be
unkind or unjust, bear what comes as brave soldiers. Even inside of
prison walls you can win glorious victories over self and sin.
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