Hard Outer Shells and a Delicious Seed

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Probably like you, I like nuts  A nut is encased in a hard outer shell but the seed inside is softer, edible and tasty.  Most of the nuts we enjoy have protein, healthy fats, important nutrients, and most importantly, energy.  (We especially like to eat Brazilian nuts.)

Like nuts, the prisoners we meet with in São Paulo’s prisons often have a hard outer shell that is difficult to crack open and peek inside  The opening process takes time and effort but in the end is well worth it.

One method to cracking open that hard exterior of prisoners is to encourage them to share their thoughts and feelings through writing.  If you have been following my blog for a while you know that some of the foreign women we meet have been sharing their reflections with you.  They are always so delighted when I visit and tell them about their posts on Tiago’s Mission Tales.

This week I will have especially good news for Fifi and Dawn who shared poems and reflections with you on this site.  Their writings were recently shared on another very popular blog called Inmate Blogger (https://inmateblogger.com).  Since then, the posts have received many more Likes and Comments which I will share with them when I next visit.

Inmate Blogger is “ready to become the worldwide leader in inmate blogging and is a collection of blogs written by inmates. It serves as a platform which allows them to share their individual stories, opinions, talents, and their inner thoughts. You can lock up a man (or woman), but you can’t lock up their mind. We support, understand, and believe that writing can be a great source of rehabilitation, growth, and healing.

I have enjoyed reading the powerful words from prisoners on Inmate Blogger and I encourage you to visit the website if you enjoy this type of writing, reflecting and sharing.

Like opening and removing the shell of a hard nut, the writing process for these men and women can reveal a softer and delicious seed inside.  The seeds are healthy and energy-filled for all of us and I would like to thank Inmate Blogger for sharing these seeds with a wider audience.

Abraçoes!  (Hugs)

Tiago

 

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A Place for Us by Fifi

(Tiago’s note–This is the fifth in a series of refections by women prisoners in Brazil.  The women have given their permission for this blog post although their names have been changed. 

In this reflection, Fifi shares the feeling she has being incarcerated shortly after losing her one-week old son.  Please think about and pray for the deceased child, the author “Fifi” and the other women in prisons throughout the world.  Let’s ask Him to provide them with the strength to carry on in these dark places.)

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To be a human is to feel pain, sadness, happiness, and love. But for me, feeling like a human sucks.

If I could go to heaven, I would tell my son how much I love him, I miss him, and ask him how he is doing.  I would ask him if he is happy and if he is proud of me for doing everything I could do until his last breath.

I also wanna tell him how proud I am of him, how he fought for his life, but it was not meant to be, to be a (long) life.

Then I want to come back to earth and live a life like a normal human being.  This is what it feels like to be a human right now for me.

Treacherous Nights (Noites Traiçoeiras)

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The prisons in Brazil have their own culture as well.  For instance, it is very easy to get the men and women of the Brazilian prisons to sing their favorite songs in a large group.  They love to sing their most well-known songs.  One of their favorites is Noites Traiçoeiras.  It has become one of my favorites too.  You can watch and listen to the song on YouTube here: Noites Traiçoeiras

Listening to the melody and words you can understand why they this song means so much to them when we sing it.  It’s amazing when the whole cell of 25-30 men and or women erupts  with the third verse.

Below are the lyrics; first in Portuguese and the second in English.

Enjoy…Tiago

Noites Traiçoeiras

Deus está aqui neste momento
Sua presença é real em meu viver
Entregue sua vida e seus problemas
Fale com Deus, Ele vai ajudar você…

Uôôô… Deus te trouxe aqui
Para aliviar
Os teus sofrimentos…
Uôôô,… É Ele o autor da fé
Do princípio ao fim
De todos os seus momentos

Uô, uô,… e ainda se vier
Noites traiçoeiras
Se a cruz pesada for
Cristo estará contigo
E o mundo pode até fazer você chorar.
Mas Deus te quer sorrindo

Seja qual for o seu problema
Fale com Deus, Ele vai ajudar você…
Após a dor vem a alegria
Deus é amor Ele não te deixará sofrer…

Uôôô… Deus te trouxe aqui
Para aliviar
Os teus sofrimentos…
Uôôô… É Ele o autor da fé
Do princípio ao fim
De todos os seus momentos

Uô, uô,… e ainda se vier
Noites traiçoeiras
Se a cruz pesada for
Cristo estará contigo
E o mundo pode até fazer você chorar.
Mas Deus te quer sorrindo

Treacherous Nights

God is here at this moment
His presence is real in my life
Turn your life and worries over to Him
Talk to God, He’s going to help you

God brought you here
To relieve your suffering
He’s the author of faith
From the beginning to the end
For all of your torment

And even though the treacherous nights come
If the cross is heavy, Christ will be with you
The things in the world can even make you cry
But God wants you to smile

Whatever your problem
Talk to God , he’s going to help you
After the pain happiness comes
Because God is love and won’t let you suffer

God brought you here
To relieve your suffering
He’s the author of Faith
From the beginning to the end
For all of your torment

And even though the treacherous nights come
If the cross is heavy, Christ will be with you
The things in the world can even make you cry
But God wants you to smile

Three Little Birds by Dawn

(Tiago’s note–This is the second in a series of refections by women prisoners in Brazil.  The women have given their permission for this blog post although their names have been changed.  

In this reflection, Dawn from Canada, provides us with a short poem.   Please think about and pray for Dawn and the other women who write these poems and reflections.  Let’s ask Him to provide them with the inner peace and silence they need to stay strong while incarcerated.)

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Three Little Birds–A poem by “Dawn”  (Title by Bob Marley)

Is it all for a reason?

The human experience is painful

The world is small and beautiful, big and scary

Full of complex organisms and coincidences

time, love, hurt, memories, Thoughts

How to turn ones head off?

Peace, silence-attainable?

Simply be…

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