What is the table about?

Incarceration does more than just house bad people away from society. It tears families apart and can destroy a soul. But...it also could pull families together and strengthen a soul. It can pull one back to the Lord . People get cynical and laugh at the recitatation rate of prisoners returning to jail. I have a few thoughts on this I will explain in another blog.

My name is Amy, and my husband's name is Israel. My husband is incarcerated for the next two years, and we are taking the time to ask God...why? In our wait for answers, God planted the seeds for a ministry that we still do not know where it will go. At first we were angry that this happened, but then we realized this was bigger than us. As one door opened after another...we saw that God had a bigger plan than just our life. Both of us have commited our life to the Lord...so, does that mean we love God and want to serve Him if it fits in the plans we have designed for our life? Or does it mean we love him and will serve Him no matter what design He has for our life. Never did Israel think I want to go to prison for God. Never did I think, I think Ill choose to be married to a amn incarcerated across the country. But we both are responding to a call we never envisioned for our life. We are trusting that God has all of it under controll, and we are to but serve. So here we are.

When my husband was swat teamed and brought to prison...he did not know what to do. He was angry and hurt, and didnt understand why God had him there. Within a few days, he felt led to sit at a table and open his bible. Within days a group of men had come together around the Table and were worshiping God, praying for eachother, and sharing testimonies. This continued even after my husband was shipped across country to another facility. In this place, he was not received well, because everyone new him. He was front page news in this small city. But he went and sat at the table, and opened his bible. Two weeks went by, but another prisoner walked up and started asking him questions. Six weeks later, there are three bible studies a day hapening in this facility around three tables. Israel will be moving again to another temporary facility before finding a final institution. What will happen there? My feeling is the Lord will meet him there as well.

On the outside, I have been walking through doors I never knew exhisted as well. I am about to start a small group as well that helps loved ones of people in prison reach closer to God and become stronger through their refinment as well. The program The Lord introduced me to was named "The Lared Round Table". Interesting, huh? I thought so. I do not beleive in coincidence...I see signs and guidence in things like this. More on this later.

So, this explains what the table is. Israel has a table in prison, and tables will continue on without him. I have a table started in Alabama, and it will continue on there. I will feel this blog with testimonies and how to be a part of a table for yourself. It is time to get real and lay it out on the table for christ to deal with. Our prisons can be broken. We can be free. And we can have a deeper relationship with the Lord than we ever imagined possible.



Finding Freedom in Christ,

Amy Lynne Moore

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Seasons

Seasons come and seasons go. Ecclesiastes is one of my favorite chapters. I have not written in this blog for nearly a year. I have had a dozen people ask me about this in the last month. I have a mixture of conflicting feelings about the reasons for not writing. One is that I have been in work mode and withdrawn for some time. Work and sleep are my day to day grind. I guess I have been depressed too. My walk with God has never wavered as far as I love Him and I want to follow Him. But it does not take long for Satan to distract and destroy. So, now that I'm past this year of crisis and am in a normal groove...Im reflecting back on why I havent continued this blog. I was also afraid. Im nonconfrontational and scared to make mistakes. So...with all that dither dather behind us...I decided to continue on with the help of my neice as my encourager and friend. She helped me do a small group on my front porch this past summer and we built some strong relationships and grew in the Lord together. I thank God for her sweet spirit and love, and the gift of encouragement she brings to "The Table".
During this past year, I have met a surprising amount of people who have served time in prison. I have never been around people from prison before this year...and now God has placed people in my path one after the other with their own testamonies. I love to hear these testamonies of where people were and where they are today, and how God influenced all this. I will hopefully have a few of these friends share their testimonies.
The last thing I think I will share tonight is a thought I had today in my day to day life. My favorite daydream lately is preparing a home for my husband when he gets out. In my daydream, I have a nice little place picked out. I have new bedding, all his favorite shower needs. His favorite clothes. A new truck. I have him set up for business. His favorite foods stocked in the pantry and fridge. I have a washer and dryer and cleaning supplies together. In my daydream, I have met every need he might possibly have. I dream about this because I love him and I want to make sure he feels like he has a home. The things important to him have become important to me. I spend way to much time reliving this daydream over and over.
Then it hit me. God loves us like that. He is so excited about preparing us a home. He knows exactly what we would love. He knows what we love and wants to prepare a place for us.
1 “Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God[a]; believe also in me. 2 My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? John 14:1-2

Well, that was my reflection for the day.

Prayer : Father , Abba, thank you for my family, my friends, the love and provisions you have lavished on me this year. I pray for my husband who is in prison, whom I love with all my heart. I ask that you lift him up and bless him. Father, please help me with this blog so that it may bring you glory. You are an awesome God, and I am so proud to call you abba. Your servant , your daughter....Amy
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