Because of this, I now had a new appreciation for prison ministries and understood a little of the toll it puts on families when a loved one goes to jail or prison. I can't even describe the varying emotions I went through and was shocked to find out the financial toll a family can go through if they want to stay in communication with their loved one.
My son was a Christian with a mental illness that he didn't have enough insight into. The illness was untreated, undiagnosed, misdiagnosed, and mistreated for so long that it was taking it's toll on his mind and his very life. As a parent, I was helpless to force treatment on him. I knew it was the best place for him, which in itself is quite a sad statement of how our society has fallen short in helping those with severe mental illness. It's a terrible place for a parent to be put in. I couldn't call a hospital and get him admitted for care. I knew I was not alone.
Unfortunately, my experience as a parent of a special needs prisoner was all too typical. There are many such parents out there that would love some encouragement and prayer. My challenge to you is to regularly pray for these prisoners and their families to be comforted by the ultimate comforter, Jesus.