I needed a ministry again. In fact, I craved one. I felt a void in my life. I needed to be a part of something that I was passionate about—something that Christ commanded me to do. At age 19, I volunteered at the juvenile justice center in Pensacola, Florida. It meant everything to me to be with those young girls and to show them the love of Christ when their own parents didn’t care for them.
Fast-forward to age 28, and God had pricked my heart to help female inmates find Christ.
I counseled with my pastor, John Nelson of Vandament Avenue Baptist Church, about my desire to be a part of the women’s jail ministry. He got to work and made some calls and found OJPM. He jotted down the information, and I talked to Jorge Vara, who interviewed me about my salvation, my walk with Christ and my desire to help in this ministry.
God sped things up, and after I finished my video training in the summer, I was off to my first Friday afternoon at the Oklahoma County jail. “Were you nervous?” my mother asked. I wasn’t. Not a bit—and I wasn’t the first time I volunteered at juvie, either. God gives you a peace when you’ve found your passion in his world. It was like I was meant to be there.
Since my time in OJPM, God has allowed me to lead three beautiful women to Christ. Each time, tears swelled in my eyes as I watched these women ask Jesus to come into their hearts. I’ve sat with a girl I knew when she was young and was able to hug her and tell her I loved her. “You remember me?” she had asked. And I did. I prayed with a woman who cried because her parents wouldn’t talk to her—they had disowned her.
God has gone above and beyond in my own life since joining OJPM. He has never been more real to me than right now since ministering to these women. If God is calling you to this ministry, I encourage you to sprint toward it. Don’t wait. Don’t hesitate. Give your time to those in need. It will change your life as it has mine.