7/31/2019 Baby Lying in Nasty Cold Water Story

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Just after ministering to the women in jail, as I was about to leave and duringthe closing prayer, I saw a baby lying in nasty cold water. The babies face andstomach was all I could see, but the water threatened to soon be in the baby's mouth. I heard the LORD say; "WHO will take this baby and feed it the sweet milkof my Word? WHO will take up this baby and wrap it in the warm blanket of my love?I staggered into the lap of one of the inmates and cried. I said "I WILL LORD, Iwill!" That was around 1999 or 2000. I have never forgotten it.

The ladies in the jail were worried that I had suffered a stoke or something. They did not hear anything or see anything

I thought the LORD was talking about the women in jail who were giving their lives to Jesus, but when they got out they did not feel welcome in local churches and ended up back with the wrong crowd. I started a storefront ministry on Satur...day nights to try to make a place to gather that would help them stay away from the temptations of drugs and wrong choices. I thought the LORD meant for me tocontinue with a ministry for those who are just getting out of jail, and help them return to work, and re-building their lives.

That little storefront ministry diid not last long. The ladies in the jail hadnamed it; "First Step on the Way"...but only one or two of the released prisoner

s ever came to a meeting. Perhaps GOD did not mean that at all. Perhaps I just... misunderstood Him. In any case I have never forgotten that vison. That one really shook me up, to the point of tears. I was so alarmed and grieved to see thatbaby about to drown. I still think that there are people giving their lives tothe LORD, but then just left to drown in the cess pool of sin. It seems no one wants to get dirty or wet and take up those new born babies and love them and teach them the Living Word of God. We all seem to intent on pointing fingers at each other and patting each other on the back to actually take the gospel to the mud holes and nasty streets. I apppreciate everyone who is actually in street ministry. Those who are really DOING what we are called to do.

I stopped the jail ministry when one of "my" girls got out and overdosed, leaving a child. She was one that had accepted Jesus as LORD in jail. She had never he

ard the gospel (even in these Bible belt regions) She was so child like in her questions and eagerness to learn about the LORD Jesus. She had gotten out beforeand broke probation and when I asked her what she was doing back in jail, her answer was; "Well, Gina, I tried doing what you said, but when I went to chruch they all looked at me funny and no one spoke to me. Then I ran into some of my oldfriends and they were glad to see me...so...well, here I am again."

She repented and prayed and rededicated her life to the LORD JESUS and again wasreleased. This time she did not come back. This time is was only after a coupleof weeks that one of the inmates told me what had happened. They had wanted toprotect me, for they knew how hurt I would be. I am crying even now as I type this, just remembering the innocent and pure love this girl had for Jesus. Only toget out and her husband shot her up with dope and left, leaving her to die at t

he front door of their house.

I really just wanted to put my fist through some wall somewhere. I think maybe Idid actually. I know I beat the steering wheel up driving home.

I have been accused lately of "hiding" in a cave. Different people I know have called me to see "when" I am "coming out" again.

This is NOT a game we are playing. These lives are real and these people are hurting. There really IS a hell to shun and a heaven to gain.

7/31/2019 Baby Lying in Nasty Cold Water Story

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I am not "hiding" I don't think. It just seems overwhelming sometimes and to think ...well, to think...just what is the use of it all. No one listens, no one lays it to heart.