I’m guessing that you have all seen the carnival game called Whack-A-Mole. You get a padded mallet and as little mole heads pop up out of holes, you whack them to earn points. One head come up…Whack! Down it goes and then his buddy pops up from a different hole. It’s quite ridiculous and wonderful at the same time.
My weekend with Prison Fellowship was a bit of Whack-A-Mole.
For the past few weeks we have not been able to provide programming at one of our prisons because of COVID quarantine. We were excited to get back to work there on Saturday after a 7 week layoff. Then Friday morning we got an email letting us know that a different institution was having a break in programming until further notice.
Whack!
Life does not always show you all of the moles at once. Sometimes, you don’t even see any. But those little rascals are always somewhere. We’ve got to be ready to swing when we see them and wait when we don’t. Sooner or later that little guy is gonna…
–Rise Up!!
Minister Of Mocha 