Most prisoners would say “Just another day in prison.” But I am not every prisoner. Yes, I am in prison, away from my family, away from the freedom of being able to go wherever I want to go and whenever I want to go. Yesterday made me realize how nice we have it in America. We have the opportunity to make choices. There are some countries where you can’t make choices. The United States is a very rich country. Yes, we have poverty, homelessness and starving people, but there are a lot of resources for those people that they can choose to take advantage of.
There are countries where they have millions of starving, homeless people and they don’t have help. I also realize that even though I am in prison, I have it better than millions of people in this world. I am not saying prison is awesome and full of luxury, because if I said that, I would be lying. It is prison. However, we have it made, compared to the starving family that struggles for food even though the parents do work. Or how about the millions of people all over the world, starving and stricken with disease? A lot of times we say, “Well, they choose not to work. They get what they deserve.” But surely, if one day you lose your job, can’t find another job, get sick and can’t work, and then end up in their shoes, you would wish someone would help you.
I get 3 meals a day, clean water, a shower every day, hygiene products. I get to work. I have a bed, blankets and sheets. I have clean clothes all the time and 99.8% of the time, I don’t feel unsafe. There are people in this world that can’t say any of that. There are millions of people in this world that don’t have a choice to be safe. Their countries are run by some militant terrorist group, and they could be killed at any time.
I know that I am stepping on some toes by saying what I am saying, but I tell you this. It is time that we, as Christians, and Americans step up and help these people. Also it is time to be thankful for what we have; thankful for everything. We have to stop taking things for granted.
As I ate my hot dog and hamburger, loaded with chili, cole slaw, ketchup, mustard, and mayo with a side of baked beans, green beans and a chocolate cookie for dessert, I thanked God for the food and realized that I need to be more of a blessing to those starving. I can’t help but think of the starving when I eat anymore. Yes, I got to watch fireworks on TV, but is the 4th of July about fireworks?…. Is Christmas about Santa Claus? Is Easter about the Easter Bunny? So ask yourself this question. What is the 4th of July really about?”