My Story In Photos: “Thankfulness”

The unthankful heart… discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!  ~Henry Ward Beecher

I was gone all day today….at prison of all places.

You see, for the last year and a half, I have had the privilege of traveling with my former church’s praise team to a large prison about an hour and a half away from my home.  We travel there one Sunday every other month so that we can be involved in their dynamic worship service.  Today was one of the days that I was able to participate in this ministry.


I have to admit, during the everyday grind of life, it is sometimes easy to forget the things I should be grateful for.  For me, all it takes it one trip to prison to help me put my priorities in the correct order again.


Realizing the blessing of freedom…it is so difficult to express the feeling of being locked into a place that you cannot get out of.  Even though we are only locked in for three hours on a Sunday afternoon, that experience is a swift reminder of what a tremendous blessing freedom really is.

Realizing the blessing of family…being raised in a loving, godly home; the ability to visit with and interact with my family whenever I’d like to; knowing the enormous responsibility I have been given to help raise my children to be responsible adults themselves.

Realizing the blessing of helping others…the men that we worship with cannot even fathom why any non-imprisoned adult would willingly come to the prison for any reason…and they are so extremely thankful for this one small thing we can do for them.


I know this post is not a typical “My Story In Photos” post.  Heck, the photos I’m throwing in are just random ones from the walk I took with my daughter several nights ago.  🙂  Coming home late this evening though, I find that the prison ministry is at the top of my thoughts right now.


And I can honestly say that for me, there is no experience like being locked behind prison bars (even just for three short hours) that can make me immediately realize just how thankful I am for my family, my life, my salvation and my freedom.


You often hear the phrase “There but for the grace of God go I…” Visiting the prison makes makes me realize just how true that phrase really is.

And then I am even more thankful for the blessings I have been given.