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"The Cherished Smile" On December 11, 2017 around 11:30 p.m. my Lord, my God, Jesus Christ, my Savior, looked down upon me and smiled. I was sitting at my desk in my cell finishing the final touches on a pair of gloves I was making for another brother in Christ. I must confess that I was feeling a bit resentful over the circumstances under which I was making this particular pair of gloves, an obligation on my time and work for which I was not consulted, just handed as an accomplished fact with no compensation nor appreciation. I have a lot of demands for my time with the various types of work that I do, leaving me with little to no time for myself to do the kinds of crafts that I enjoy doing. I felt resentful, and unappreciated and used that high demand of my time as an excuse to put off working on this pair of gloves. But, I couldn't put it off any longer. As I was sitting there working on these gloves, frustrated, tired, resentful and stressed out, Dealing with all of these negative thoughts and emotions going through my mind over this situation and many other issues which have been going on for the past several months. I was becoming overwhelmed by these thoughts and emotions so I had to stop and remind myself that, as a spirit filled born again Christian, I was operating in the wrong spirit. The spirit of this fallen world instead of by and through the Holy Spirit in me, in service and love. After praying I went back to work, only now I did so meditating on how to change my attitude through Christ in me. I began to recall conversations with Brother Lyle Kropf (a Berean Mennonite and my pastoral adviser) and how I know I have the spirit of service and heart of a helper, how I wanted to join the Mennonite Church, that one of the ordinances of the Church is washing of each others feet, described in John Chapter 13. I have meditated on this scripture in the past, on how Jesus washed his disciples' feet and said we should do the same for each other. The fact that He even washed Judas' feet knowing that he would betray him that very night. I think far too few people, especially believers, truly understand the level of humbleness and sheer love in which our Lord did this. Paul, one of our Lord's greatest servants in the early church, tried to describe in Philippians, Chapter 2. I believe to truly understand it, you must first have experienced it in some way and without a true servant's heart and spirit it is unlikely anyone would be able to do so. Because of my previous thoughts, feelings and actions I wanted, no I needed an act of penance and a reminder of just who I am in Jesus Christ, an act of humility, service and love. I decided to ask my brothers in here if they would let me wash their feet. The simple fact of making that decision resonated in my spirit as right. I began to think through how and what I would do and who I would start with. Brother Steven Newell came to mind. I pictured myself bringing soap, water, a towel and bucket to his cell and asking him if he would permit me to wash his feet. As a full member of the Berean Mennonite Church, he would, of all the brothers in here, understand what I was doing and why. In my mind I was on my knees washing one of his feet and I looked up at his face to tell him "I love you brother." That is when I was rocked to my very core, for it wasn't brother Steven's face I saw, but my Lord Jesus looking down at me smiling with a look of pure love in his eyes, indescribable with words. I blink and now it is Brother Steven I'm looking at. My mind and body first froze in sheer shock and then I start trembling and crying uncontrollably for over an hour. I still get goosebumps, tears and choked up at the thought of it. Throughout the next day, (today as I write this) while thinking it all over, I am reminded of many scriptures: how we are to serve and love one another and be known by that love (John 13), how we are of the same body and spirit (1 Corinthians 12) how Christ is the head of that body/church (Colossians 1) how as it is done to one of the least of His, it is done to Him also (Matthew 25) how true faith is shown through our works and not just our words (James 2) how we are to do our work heartily as for the Lord and not for people (Colossians 3) To show no partiality (James 2). In short, the things I was convicted of failing in. I know by scripture and experience that our Lord chastises (Revelation 3), instructs (Psalm 32), and provides wisdom (James 5.1) to those who love Him, and for this reason in all these I thank and praise Him. Amen. I have not had the opportunity to wash my brother's feet as I write this, but I am looking forward to it whether they allow it or not. This is an experience I will treasure in my heart for eternity. Praise God. In and by the love of Jesus Christ A brother in Christ Chad Lee 110783 Arizona Death Row December 12, 2017 Bobby Hernandez was sent to Arizona's Death Row in 2010. Hernandez gave up gang life in 2008 and has since been a devoted student of Jesus Christ. He now uses his time to create Christian inspired knot jewelery from hand spun string. Email Mr. Hernandez at info@prisonlivingmagazine.com Chad Lee has been on Arizona's Death Row 26 years. "My whole childhood I was told that I was stupid, a retard, an idiot and I'd never amount to nothing. It wasn't until I came to prison and gave my life to God that I found out I wasn't any of those. Email Mr. Lee at info@prisonlivingmagazine.com George Kayer, author and writer. Read more of Mr. Kayer's articles on Likedin.com/georgekayer. Kayer was sent to Arizona's Death Row in 1997 and hopes to be released next year. View his latest book, Victimly Insane on Amazon. Email: george@prisonlivingmagazine.com

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"The Cherished Smile" On December 11, 2017 around 11:30 p.m. my Lord, my God, Jesus Christ, my Savior, looked down upon me and smiled. I was sitting at my desk in my cell finishing the final touches on a pair of gloves I was making for another brother in Christ. I must confess that I was feeling a bit resentful over the circumstances under which I was making this particular pair of gloves, an obligation on my time and work for which I was not consulted, just handed as an accomplished fact with no compensation nor appreciation. I have a lot of demands for my time with the various types of work that I do, leaving me with little to no time for myself to do the kinds of crafts that I enjoy doing. I felt resentful, and unappreciated and used that high demand of my time as an excuse to put off working on this pair of gloves. But, I couldn't put it off any longer. As I was sitting there working on these gloves, frustrated, tired, resentful and stressed out, Dealing with all of these negative thoughts and emotions going through my mind over this situation and many other issues which have been going on for the past several months. I was becoming overwhelmed by these thoughts and emotions so I had to stop and remind myself that, as a spirit filled born again Christian, I was operating in the wrong spirit. The spirit of this fallen world instead of by and through the Holy Spirit in me, in service and love. After praying I went back to work, only now I did so meditating on how to change my attitude through Christ in me. I began to recall conversations with Brother Lyle Kropf (a Berean Mennonite and my pastoral adviser) and how I know I have the spirit of service and heart of a helper, how I wanted to join the Mennonite Church, that one of the ordinances of the Church is washing of each others feet, described in John Chapter 13. I have meditated on this scripture in the past, on how Jesus washed his disciples' feet and said we should do the same for each other. The fact that He even washed Judas' feet knowing that he would betray him that very night. I think far too few people, especially believers, truly understand the level of humbleness and sheer love in which our Lord did this. Paul, one of our Lord's greatest servants in the early church, tried to describe in Philippians, Chapter 2. I believe to truly understand it, you must first have experienced it in some way and without a true servant's heart and spirit it is unlikely anyone would be able to do so. Because of my previous thoughts, feelings and actions I wanted, no I needed an act of penance and a reminder of just who I am in Jesus Christ, an act of humility, service and love. I decided to ask my brothers in here if they would let me wash their feet. The simple fact of making that decision resonated in my spirit as right. I began to think through how and what I would do and who I would start with. Brother Steven Newell came to mind. I pictured myself bringing soap, water, a towel and bucket to his cell and asking him if he would permit me to wash his feet. As a full member of the Berean Mennonite Church, he would, of all the brothers in here, understand what I was doing and why. In my mind I was on my knees washing one of his feet and I looked up at his face to tell him "I love you brother." That is when I was rocked to my very core, for it wasn't brother Steven's face I saw, but my Lord Jesus looking down at me smiling with a look of pure love in his eyes, indescribable with words. I blink and now it is Brother Steven I'm looking at. My mind and body first froze in sheer shock and then I start trembling and crying uncontrollably for over an hour. I still get goosebumps, tears and choked up at the thought of it. Throughout the next day, (today as I write this) while thinking it all over, I am reminded of many scriptures: how we are to serve and love one another and be known by that love (John 13), how we are of the same body and spirit (1 Corinthians 12) how Christ is the head of that body/church (Colossians 1) how as it is done to one of the least of His, it is done to Him also (Matthew 25) how true faith is shown through our works and not just our words (James 2) how we are to do our work heartily as for the Lord and not for people (Colossians 3) To show no partiality (James 2). In short, the things I was convicted of failing in. I know by scripture and experience that our Lord chastises (Revelation 3), instructs (Psalm 32), and provides wisdom (James 5.1) to those who love Him, and for this reason in all these I thank and praise Him. Amen. I have not had the opportunity to wash my brother's feet as I write this, but I am looking forward to it whether they allow it or not. This is an experience I will treasure in my heart for eternity. Praise God. In and by the love of Jesus Christ A brother in Christ Chad Lee 110783 Arizona Death Row December 12, 2017 Bobby Hernandez was sent to Arizona's Death Row in 2010. Hernandez gave up gang life in 2008 and has since been a devoted student of Jesus Christ. He now uses his time to create Christian inspired knot jewelery from hand spun string. Email Mr. Hernandez at info@prisonlivingmagazine.com Chad Lee has been on Arizona's Death Row 26 years. "My whole childhood I was told that I was stupid, a retard, an idiot and I'd never amount to nothing. It wasn't until I came to prison and gave my life to God that I found out I wasn't any of those. Email Mr. Lee at info@prisonlivingmagazine.com George Kayer, author and writer. Read more of Mr. Kayer's articles on Likedin.com/georgekayer. Kayer was sent to Arizona's Death Row in 1997 and hopes to be released next year. View his latest book, Victimly Insane on Amazon. Email: george@prisonlivingmagazine.com
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