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Dale’s second book, a personal sharing of his journey to death row and his experiences of death row ministry:
Now I Walk on Death Row: A Wall Street Finance Lawyer Stumbles into the Arms of a Loving God (Chosen Books, April 2011) is available for order.
The talks presented by Dale & Susan Recinella at the 2009 International ACT Conference -
Healing through Social Justice: Meeting Jesus in the Marginalized – Remain available for purchase on CD and DVD.
Panel: How Does One Know What God is Calling Them to Do for the Kingdom?
and The True Story of the Beggar Named Dennis and the Poisoned Oyster
Dale S. Recinella. J.D., M.T.S.
Ministry to the Condemned and their Loved Ones and to the Families of Murder Victims
Dale S. Recinella. J.D., M.T.S. and Susan M. Recinella, Psy.D.
Touching the Hidden Face of the Institutionalized Mentally Ill: Chronically Mentally Ill Women
Susan M. Recinella, Psy.D.
To purchase CDs or DVDs of the talks contact:
Robin Caccese, Julian’s House, 137 Proudfoot Drive, Birdsboro, PA 19508
(610) 582-5571 or Robin Caccese
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With Jesus In My Pocket. . .
By: Dale S. Recinella
Grinding. Reverberating. Numbing. Metal against metal punctuates my twenty-minute sojourn into the bowels of the prison. Ten massive steel-barred doors now separate me from the prison entrance. One more security door stands between me and death row. The officer with the key swings it open. He nods. I step through.
The heavy steel bolts clang shut, locking me in on the beige corridor of death row cells. Like a stray cosmic noise from another world, the spongy soles of my Rockports announce my arrival with muffled squeaks against the hot, damp concrete.
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An Instrument of His Peace
By: Dale S. Recinella
7:20 pm. We’ve been sitting in the witness room seats for one and a half hours – the longest wait in the history of Florida executions. In absolute silence, without motion or distraction. Staring at our own reflections in the window. Reflecting on the man who will be lying behind the closed curtain, stretched out on a gurney on the other side of the glass window.
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A Glimpse of Harvest
By: Dale S. Recinella
Some of my initial encounters on death row were difficult. But few were as dramatic as the first time I met one man in particular.
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Into the Eye of the Needle
By: Dale S. Recinella
It’s my first visit to Florida State Prison, home to Florida’s infamous electric chair. They claim security here is stricter than at any other prison in the state. It seems true.
After leaving our car, we enter the compound through double outside gates. The two barriers cannot be opened simultaneously. The first grinds open. We step in between thousands of pounds of screeching, moving metal. It shuts behind us. We are surrounded by heaps of razor sharp saw teeth, coiled mounds of glistening concertina wire. The second gate grates open. There are some noises I’ve never heard anywhere except in prison.
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