Letters from Our Readers
Last updated 8/5/2022 at 2:03pm
I'm a Native from the Navaho Tribe. I have been incarcerated since 1999. When I came to prison, I was a religious person who only believed in God when I was in trouble. I was a backslider and read the Bible but had no understanding of it. About 2005, I wept in tears and asked God to forgive me of my sins. I felt ashamed because I was the only Native at the altar weeping in tears, but something happened there at the altar. I felt an arm around me and heard a voice that said, "It's okay, brother; I've been there too."
We prayed together and talked more about Jesus. When I got back to the dorm...
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