Now just the thoughts of me and not my dog until I can persuade Husband we should get another.
Monday, May 24, 2010
The anchor
In prison yesterday morning Jez, our guitarist, sang a song of his own composition, about hard times and needing an anchor. After the meeting one of the men asked for a copy of it.
When the man had gone the chaplain told us that he'd tried to commit suicide the previous week.
The right words for the right time maybe.
There's no way of knowing what effect little things are going to have.
1 comment:
WOw Liz. Who knows how this will change this man's life
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