This is a cool quote from Rick James' book "A Million Ways to Die"
When God wants to produce a great man or woman of faith, he typically throws them into a jail cell without explanation and pretends to lose the key. Nice work, Paul! Go to jail. Great choice, Joseph! Go to jail. Well done, Jeremiah! Go to jail. Good work, Isaiah! Go sit in a cistern!
There, in the dark, isolated, confused, and apparently forgotten, faith has nothing else to do but go out to the "yard" in it's orange jumpsuit and pump iron with the other inmates: "God does have plan for me. God hasn't forgotten me. This isn't a punishment. God will rescue me."
Here is where the promises and truths of God become prison tattoos, permanent and inseparable parts of us. We own God's goodness because we've had to fight every hour of every day.
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