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Free on the Inside Prisoners encourage Prisoners ’ll Not Be a risoner One day when life is over And time will be no more, There will be a celebration When I reach Heaven’s shore. There will be a glad reunion With loved ones gone before; Then I’ll not be a prisoner anymore! There’ll be walls of Jasper Instead of iron and stone; There’ll be no more prison bars Or sorrow I have known; No more locks anywhere, For Jesus is the door; Then I’ll not be a prisoner anymore! No I’ll not be a prisoner When Jesus I shall see; I’ll wear a robe of righteousness, For then I shall be free. All things will be perfect (And for once—EVEN ME); Then I’ll not be a prisoner anymore! Art Mayse, Lois M. DeBerry Special Needs Facility, Nashville, TN 20 | Loaves & Fishes • Issue 27
Testimony of Derrick K. Osorio was born into a strict Catholic I family in the fast-paced city that never sleeps (NYC). I had a loving mother, who had high aspirations of my becoming a priest, but that was not in my plans. More importantly, it was not in God’s plans. I actually wanted to be a doctor, though unfortunately that only lasted until I was about ten years old. I had already started gambling at age eight. As I grew older, gambling became an obsession. I began drinking and eventually turned to drugs. I had fathered two beautiful children by age sixteen. A child raising children, I eventually abandoned them and their mother. I had a second family at age twenty-five. We had three more fantastic children, but twelve years later I walked out on their mother as well. This time, my two girls came with me. A year later, I was accused of a crime and found myself in a state prison for the first time in my life. I was all alone, doing real time! I lost everything—my daughters, my freedom, my business, even my fiancée. I hit rock bottom. While in prison, I faithfully attended the Catholic services. In the summer of 2003, I walked into the church as usual, and the moment I stepped in and looked up at the cross, a teardrop ran down my face. I quickly wiped it away and left. This happened every time I went to church for several months, until one night, the tears just kept on coming. I looked up toward heaven and prayed, “Lord, I know you’re trying to tell me something, but I just don’t know what it is. Please show me, God.” The next night, while sitting in my cell feeling sorry for myself, my entire life flashed before I was amazed at the treasures stored in that dusty old book. Loaves & Fishes • Issue 27 | 21
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