Originally posted by James Hutchins
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I found Jesus in prison. I actually found several Jesuses in prison, but mostly they were Mexican and were therefore Godless wetbacks who deserved the beatings they got regular for using His name in vain. It was probably on one of the darkest days of my life when I experienced the blinding realization that perhaps if I allowed Jesus (not the Mexican) into my life I might be directed to pursue His purpose rather than just wandering around pursuing my own (which wasn't really taking me anyplace, but prison).
I ain't been blessed with sons, but who knows but I might find a decent God fearing woman from among this flock right here who could change that for the better.

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