I was blessed to have two amazing women of faith, Joy Heaton and Pat Henfling, accompany me last night to Greenville Correctional facility to participate in the vigil for the execution of Teresa Lewis. All three of us were participating in this vigil primarily in support of Rev. Lynn Litchfield who has touched each of our lives in different yet powerful ways. As we entered the freeway, I noticed that the moon was a light shade of red amidst a clear dark sky which seemed rather fitting for this ominous occasion.
As we pulled into the field where the vigil was to be held, I was comforted by the large number of cars parked haphazardly between the trees. We took a few minutes to sit in silence in the dark to pray and it was with the same contemplative spirit that we made our way across the field to the site of the vigil. However, that peaceful quite spirit quickly vanished when we reached the crowd who had gathered. Protesters were urging people to take signs as camera crews shined bright lights in our faces and reporters thrust microphones toward us and began peppering us with questions. Something about this whole scene turned my stomach and I attempted to fade into the background. I realized that roughly half of the gathering consisted of media from all over the world.