Credit where Credit is due

Shortly afterward, the cell door opens and I am led out. I’m given new clothes, and am led through the building to the exit. I hear the warder say that I am free.

“Free?” I ask, unbelievingly. “Yes, free,” the warder replies. “Your penalty was paid by someone else.”


In answer to my question, what the man’s name was, the warder said, “Jesus.”

Maybe you’re now thinking: God is dead.

If that’s what’s in your mind now that you’ve read the story, I’m going to have to disappoint you! God is alive!

Do You Have Questions?