Sunday, June 24, 2012
Witnessing at Tent City Jail
This is the end of GA for me, as I'm headed home on a ridiculously early flight this morning. My flight is so early that I considered skipping the witnessing event that we were bussed out to the Tent City Detention Center last night for - I considered go to bed early so that I would get more than 3 hours of sleep.
But I didn't skip it, and I'm very glad I attended. It was the first such protest that I've ever been to, and I was deeply moved by the overall experience. Standing in a huge crowd of yellow T shirts, singing and cheering and waving our (electric) candles, I was deeply humbled. This issue has not grabbed my heart until yesterday, but now I get it. I finally get it.