:: Take 3 ::
Tragedy Strikes Mona's Children
“Mrs. Jordan,” she said… “Do you remember my son Chris? He was 11 years old back when we lived in that open field called Tent City?” Yes, I did remember him. “Well, he just got out of jail after serving two years for a gang-related shooting. Please, can you help us?”
Mona told me that her son, Chris, was sentenced to two years in jail. He was in a gang fight, and an 8-year-old girl was shot in the crossfire. Thank God, she didn't die. Then Mona grabbed my two hands and pleaded, “Can you help us today like you helped us in Tent City? I just don’t know what to do. Please help.”
Mona went on to say she didn't want her son back in downtown Los Angeles, because that's where he got involved in gangs in the first place. And she had even greater concerns about her other children getting into gangs. “But I know it’s going to happen unless you help me,” she said.
Then Mona told me that since we last met, she had given birth to another baby who was now two years old, but her ex-husband had the baby, since she was living on the street. They were separated, but at least he had a roof over his head in a filthy flophouse hotel, so he took the baby.
My heart broke as I listened to Mona, and I kept thinking of the Message translation of Proverbs 22:6, “Point your kids in the right direction – when they’re old they won’t be lost.” Mona’s kids never had any direction, and now they’re totally lost.
Mona’s parents were godless, she grew up without Jesus, and now her own children have no foundation. But thank God, she knew where to come for prayer and for help. Mona’s story of her life and her children goes on and on, and tomorrow I’ll share more from this tragic family.
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Willie Jordan (Mrs. Fred Jordan)
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