Finding Purpose in Jail

“There is only one thing that I dread: not to be worthy of my sufferings.” Fyodor Dostoevski

My husband and I go to jail weekly. One night a week we enter a maximum-security facility, get searched and patted down, and led deep into the bowels of the place to be locked in a room with inmates. Once there, we huddle around tables and talk to them about how to parent kids from behind bars and again on the outside once they are free.  We discuss the generational struggles of families trying to build...