Jesus Goes Behind Bars - March, 2001

Jailhouse rock. Before a spellbound audience of young inmates, our troupe sings a Taiwanese song about not giving up.
Security was tight as we approached the first gate with our nine children, singing equipment, and bags full of costumes and props. The guards questioned us and relayed our answers over the intercom. The official on the other end was expecting us, and cleared us past that point. All our bags were opened and carefully inspected by the guards, and our mobile phone was deposited in a locker. After several more iron gates were unlocked before us and securely locked behind us, we were finally inside the local center for delinquent youth.

“This place doesn’t look so bad,” one of us said as we looked at the well-kept sports grounds and modern, clean buildings.

“Yes, just like a modern school,” agreed a friend who had come with us.

Just then, we heard someone shout military commands, and some guards led a group of boys with crew cuts and khaki uniforms towards the auditorium where we would be performing. One of the boys said something to the boy next to him, and was immediately rebuked by one of the guards and made to squat on the ground.

Later, one of the officers told us that they had to be so strict to keep order among the 150 boys and 20 girls in this institution, who range in age from 10 to 18 and are being detained for crimes ranging from theft to murder.

These young inmates have heard a lot of sermons about how bad they are, how sorry they should feel for their crimes, how thankful they should be that society is giving them a chance to reform, and so on. When we smiled and waved to them, they looked relieved. And when our kids started their show with some lively song and dance numbers, the inmates warmed up and started to smile themselves. They also listened intently as our older children told some uplifting and meaningful stories in Chinese. The inmates really came to life when we performed several folk songs in the southern Taiwanese dialect. Finally, they all got quiet as 13-year-old Elisabeth sang “You Can Become God’s Child” in Chinese. Then Esther, 17, led all the boys and girls in a salvation prayer.

The friend who went with us had not yet received Jesus herself, but she was so moved by everything she saw that she prayed along with the young people. “My heart was filled with such emotion after everything I heard and saw today,” she told us later, “that for the first time in my life, I prayed.”

The director of the institution used the occasion to tell the young inmates that today they had seen an example of a warm, close-knit family—something that the majority of them had never experienced personally—and he encouraged them that this was something they could each strive for in their new lives. Even though they came from broken homes and bad situations, they could each give a better life to their future families.

Because security was so tight, we were not allowed to talk with the young people individually. We could only smile and wave, but we could see that their spirits had been lifted. Most of all we were thankful that they had found Jesus, and that He will be their Friend and Counselor forever.