Steve

While working the the kitchen in the prison, I had and inmate Steve who was a Satan worshiper. A fellow Christian officer and I were always telling him about Jesus, and how much he was loved. He told me his mother was a prostitute and he did not know who his father was. I looked him up online to see what he was in for and he was in for robbery. Not too bad of a crime. Anyway, he thought it was fun to shock people with saying, "I am a bastard, and my mom is a prostitute." It did get attention. After witnessing to him for over a year, I left the kitchen and went back to the buildings to work. One day Steve walked up to me and said he was converted. I am like, "What does that mean Steve?" "I know God is real and Jesus is alive in my heart!" he replied. Wow! I was so happy. Now Steve is covered with Satanic tattoos, but his heart is alive in the Lord. He got baptized a couple weeks ago, and came out of the water with a loud shout, both hands in the air, "YES!" He is so excited about his walk with the Lord. Good things do happen in prison. Maybe he had to go there to find the Lord. He now knows who his father is. Praise God.