The Ripple Effect

 “Remember there’s no such thing as a small act of kindness. Every act creates a ripple with no logical end.” ~Scott Adams

Throw a stone in the water, and it moves the water in a ripple much further than the original stone could have ever hoped to reach.

It’s a scientific principal learned by even the smallest of children. Don’t believe me? Come to my house during bath time and watch my toddler try it out. Tiny hands will plunge into the bath to create waves that splash over the edges far beyond the length of her body.

The ripple effect can work in water, in people, in ideas, in business… You get the idea. Unfortunately, this scientific phenomena isn’t always positive.

Negative Ripple
Let’s look at an actual scientific experiment that has taken place in my house I read about somewhere.

One abandoned Lego in the den floor under the foot of one overtired and overbooked mama leads that mama to jump and shout out in pain. When she discovers the devil of a Lego stuck to the underside of her foot, she will holler (southern scientific term for shouting in a tone that produces kids to move quickly) for the child who left it.

Frustrated with the disorder that caused her pain, overtired mother will look around and notice all the disarray in her home and holler (southern scientific again) for the other children to come and clean.

The father enters the home just in time for the hollering and jumping and takes it upon himself to step in and take over with the children to ease the pain and frustration of hollering mama. Hollering mama is ATPONR (At The Point Of No Return) and snaps at unsuspecting father.

The now irritated father bellows at the children to come to the dinner table. They come sniffling over hurt feelings and harsh tones. ATPONR mother and irritated father sit down to dinner where they all eat in silence.

See? It’s scientific. Unfortunately, this describes my house more than I want to admit. I can blame the Lego, but I know that the true ripple creator is me.

Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. Ephesians 4:29 NIV

Positive Ripple
Ever so often I have showers of blessings from a positive ripple. I had one last week while visiting the prison. I was greeting the men and preparing to teach them about the creative aspect of writing a sermon, and one man approached and handed me a yellow piece of paper.

“I wanted to give this to you,” he told me. “You inspired me to write it.” He had my immediate attention. Almost a year ago I stood in the gymnasium classroom of the state prison and taught these men how writing can be a ministry. He explained how after that class, he decided to write small devotions for the other prisoners. He added some graphics and printed them as small posters to place on the bulletin boards around the campus. He changes them out every week or so.

“The men are standing around by those bulletin boards a lot. I figured I’d give them something good to read. But you are the one who really inspired me to do it.” I listened to his words and stood speechless. Some of the hardest criminals would hear Truth because I inspired this man to write it.

But it didn’t start with me. It started with God. I spent time in His Word, which led me to Matthew 25.

“I was in prison and you came to visit me.” Matthew 25:36 NIV

Matthew 25 led me to write Sheep to the Right the book, which led me to the prison. (How can you write about visiting prison if you’ve never set foot in one?) Visiting prison led me to share with the men, which made their seminary professor ask me to come back and actually teach. Teaching led me to share how writing can be a ministry. And sharing that inspired this man to create devotional posters for the other prisoners.

It was a ripple effect.

You see, daily we are confronted with people, things and situations that can cause either a positive or negative ripple effect. We have to choose which way to send the ripples.

Don’t think God could use you to do something magnificent? Wrong again. God can do anything. If He can use a hollering, jumping up and down mama to make change in the lives of murderers and thieves. He can use you, too.

Take some time today and consider what kind of ripples you are sending. Are there some areas you know of that could use some positive ripples?

Carol

Don’t Let Your Past Define You

“It’s the Easter bunny pirate!” I heard called from a table of prisoners behind me. I turned to see exactly that – the Easter bunny pirate, and I moved to greet him.

Let me explain. From time to time, I’m called to teach at Phillips State Prison to a seminary class of inmates who are working on their degrees in Christian ministry. In the first group of students, one had a gold tooth with a spade on it. I decided it looked more like a Christmas tree, and told the men it represented the birth of our Lord. They laughed at my interpretation.

Recently, a new class of inmates began the seminary program. As I went around introducing myself to them, one smiled and his gold tooth sparkled at me. “Oh, you have a gold tooth!” I gushed. “What’s on it?”

He grinned sheepishly. So, I leaned in closer and immediately recognized the Playboy bunny outline on his tooth. “This is from my former life,” he felt the need to explain. For a second I’d wondered what I’d gotten myself into and questioned whether the men would accept me. But I was determined to make that tooth, the one that exemplified this prisoner’s past life, into something new.

I explained to my new friend, whose name I discovered was Shante, about the golden spade tooth and how I decided it was a Christmas tree. Then it hit me. “It’s the Easter bunny!” I called out and the men around me burst into laughter.

“You have the Easter bunny on your tooth since Easter is your favorite holiday. It represents the birth of your risen Lord,” I explained to Shante. “Isn’t that right?” I tried to keep a straight face as if having an Easter bunny on your tooth in prison was the norm.

He smiled and laughed, nodding with approval. His one eye twinkled; the other covered with a black patch. Intrigued by this man who looked like a character from a novel, I wanted to ask about his eye patch, but decided I was pushing my luck with the bunny.

 

A week later, as I taught the inmates how writing can be a ministry, I jokingly referred to Shante as the Easter bunny pirate, and the name stuck. One glance at Shante and you’ll see the gold tooth and the eye patch, but spend even a few minutes talking to him and you’ll see what’s underneath. He is a man who desires to serve the Lord.

Once a drug dealer, Shante actually had his eye shot out in a deal gone bad. He was shot eight times and left for dead. But God had other plans. He planned for Shante to go to prison, because it was in prison this inmate found Christ. But that wasn’t all God had planned.

This former drug peddler never finished high school and dreamed of getting his GED. Through God’s perfect timing in May of 2011, Shante earned his GED and in August started seminary.

Just four months later, at the prison Christmas party, I learned all of this about Shante’s life over a table full of pizza. There was more to this man than a bunny and an eye patch. He shared how his wife was released from prison the month before after serving five years. They were sentenced together and he plea-bargained, taking fifteen years to lessen her time to five. She was preparing to spend her first Christmas in five years with their kids. “I even have a ministry.” Shante proudly told me how he irons other inmates’ shirts and pants for one soup. Many of the inmates trade goods and services in prison. But this convicted felon’s service is a little different. As he irons, he prays for the person, and then slips a small piece of paper with scripture in the pocket of his fellow prisoner.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! 2 Corinthians 5:17 NIV

Think God can’t use you because of your past? Think again. God can make all things new. If you don’t believe me, ask my friend the Easter bunny pirate.

Carol

Parole for Christmas

I don’t know what I was expecting. World peace? The end of poverty?

But when I asked the six felons at the table around me what they wanted for Christmas, they responded in unison. “Papers!”

“Papers?” I naively asked…

Join me today at 5 Minutes for Faith to find out what my prison friends really wanted for Christmas. Click HERE to read the rest of my devotion. Then leave me a comment and tell me what you want for Christmas.

DOUBLE FEATURE!

I’m also posting for the Presidential Prayer Team today. Come see what we can learn about prayer and tears from Nehemiah. Click HERE to read my devotion.

*The PPT link is only direct today and then you’ll have to choose 12/20 from the drop down menu.

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