His mother died.
He’s not a member yet, but he’s been taking membership classes. He’s a young but eager Christian. I’m supposed to officiate at his wedding, and would have, except… he got caught violating parole. I believe him when he says he didn’t realize he was doing it. I withhold judgment on whether or not he should have known what he was doing was violating.
He’s been held in jail, and his courtdate is set. And then… last night, his mother died.
I know this man. I know his heart. This will rip him apart. It’s going to break him that this happened while he was on the inside. That he can’t be with his family. That he can’t mourn with them, but is stuck in a cell.
I got the news last night not long before bed. I started planning what I had to do to see him today.
And then I went to his mom’s funeral. (more…)