Our church has been sponsoring a Bible club in the park on Wednesday nights.
We had quite a few un-churched children in our AWANA club last year. Pastor desired to continue ministering to them.
The evenings have been enjoyable. We sing, eat, visit, listen to a Bible lesson, and watch the children play games.
Last night, I talked a bit with one of the moms. I have seen her before and I have spoken with her on occasion.
She usually keeps to herself a little bit. I wasn’t sure if she was shy or just not interested in talking with us. I’m sure it’s hard to break into a group of people that already know each other.
Last night, I stepped over by her while the kids were playing. I asked how they were doing, how the summer was going, things like that.
I had seen some unfamiliar Dads at the picnic last night. I asked, “Is your husband here?”
She looked away and said, “No. My husband won’t be coming.”
I said, “Oh? He doesn’t go to church?”
She was uncomfortable and I felt like I shouldn’t have asked.
She turned her head away and said, “No, my husband did something stupid and landed himself in jail.”
I personally know how much it takes to say that to someone. I knew for her to come to the church picnic and tell a “church lady” that her husband was in jail had to have been costly for her.
I felt a slight panic. I knew that I had to tell her about Lee.
I hate telling anyone, but I knew it wasn’t fair to leave her hanging in the breeze not knowing that I understood her pain.
I took a deep breath.
“My husband is in prison too.”
She looked at me surprised.
“For how long?” she asked.
I told her and asked how long her husband would be in prison.
She looked at me without blinking and said, “Life.”
That took my breath away. I really didn’t know how to respond.
I told her that I was sorry.
She opened up quite a bit to me. She is leaving him soon. She gave him all the chance she could. The crimes he committed are very grave. She said it’s actually a relief and now she and her children can move forward with their lives.
They will be ok. She has a nice job. She won’t be abused anymore. Her children will be safe.
Her story made me so sad. She was trying to put a brave spin on things. I could see the frustration and hurt in her eyes. Even though she will be able to move forward, it still hurts.
She told how she arrived home from work minutes before the police came in with a search warrant. She had no clue that anything was going on. She’s still confused and overwhelmed about that. I told her that was ok. I am still confused and overwhelmed by things.
I am glad that I told her.
I’m glad that I got over myself and my dislike of saying out loud,
“My husband is in prison.”
She needed understanding and support and someone to pray for her.
I needed to realize that God desires for me to step out of myself and see the needs of others.
When Lee called last night, I told him. He said, “SEE! God dropped that right in your lap!”
Yes he did.
2 Corinthians 1:4
Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.