Hays State Prison. 42 inmates--white, black, hispanic. Three amazing days: in before the sun came up, and out well after dark. They were served, loved, respected; we laughed, cried, hugged, confessed, sang, studied, prayed, bonded. There was power, healing, and brokenness there--and I have deep friendships within those walls. I can't get them off my mind or out of my heart--and I don't want to.
Catch it, come alive, pass it on.
