FRIDAY AND SATURDAY, MAY1- 2ND, 2015
Then came the shocking news that their eldest son had been sent to prison. That brought James and John, Gary’s grandsons into my life. The two of them were very disturbed over their dad’s imprisonment and had a very difficult time adjusting to attending Sunday school and church on a regular basis. To say they resented coming is a given. At that time I was working in the children’s department at our church. I found myself at times with crossed feelings. On one hand I understood the turmoil they were acting out was a manifestation of their inner turmoil. On the other hand I didn’t like the disruption they created for every one else.
I truly wanted to relate to them in a positive way and provided things on their level to occupy them during the worship hour. Then the boys stayed gone for a couple of years and when they returned they seemed calmer and in control. That pleased me greatly.
A long line of people went through the line of people expressing their condolences to Janice, Samuel and Jeremy. When it finally became my turn Janice hugged me and broke into tears, “Pray for my sons. Pray for my sons!” she asked.
I can’t and I want ever forget that request. Jeremy and Samuel. you’ve got my ear and you’ve got my prayers.