Don’t ever believe that God doesn’t have a keen sense of humor. A friend of mine who happened to be a former state senator from Georgia called me yesterday and told me he had just lined up a speaking engagement for me. I asked where and he told me, “Angola Prison”.
Gulp!
Cold chills ran down my spine. I talk about my fear of going to Angola in my autobiography. In fact my greatest fear during my dark days in New Orleans was to be incarcerated in Angola Prison. It is a 7000 acre former plantation full of snakes and alligators located in the Louisiana swamps. It used to have the largest number of inmate on inmate attacks of any other prison and many people never came out of Angola alive. The guards were brutal, prisoners, were brutal, and life was brutal in Angola Prison. Prisoners chopped cotton all day long in the hot sun with guards mounted on horses with shotguns just itching for someone to make a run for it.
Yikes! I wasn’t sure I was up to this one. I used to be terrified of going to Angola Prison and I wasn’t the type in those days to be afraid of much of anything. After reading about my fear of Angola in my book, unbeknownst to me my buddy, who and had numerous correctional department connections from his days in the legislature, worked diligently to send me directly to Angola. Did I say buddy????
The irony of it all is not lost on me I should still be serving time in Angola for some of my crimes, but instead I am going there to try to lead some of those hapless souls to Christ. I will leave for Angola Prison early next month to offer my testimony to Jesus. As I address those 5000 inmates I ask that you pray for me. God’s grace is something eh?
Matt. 25:36
I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
Surprise surprise
Apr
13
2011
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Apr
13
2011
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