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If my story or my life touches you please send a thank you note to William Lecroy Jr.. I can not imagine sitting on death row....let alone wondering if my life had any impact. Please Share this letter! His Address is on the bottom.....Thank You for helping me to express hope to a man that touched me.
Dear Bill,
I have owed you this letter for many years. You impacted my life in an eternal way and
that in turn has touched thousands of lives.
I am going to post this letter on my social network and I am going to ask anyone that my life has
touched for Christ, that would be willing, to send you a thank you card. I think in-part the reason that I have not
written is because I wanted to make sure that I kept my commitment to God
despite what you may have or have not done with your commitment to Christ…..
But let me start….
You may not remember me but I certainly remember you….I can feel the shackles and cuffs and smell
the holding cell still to this day.
I have shared that day in front of thousands of people (literally). I stood on stage following Congresswoman
Michelle Bachmann in 2008 and shared my testimony at the Williams Arena in St Paul,
MN. I am going to share my testimony
with you and I would love to get a letter back from you…especially if you can
fill in some of the blanks…or from your perspective.
My name is George
Gipson and I met you in a federal
holding cell in Minneapolis MN in 2001 as you were being transported back to
Georgia. It is the most important day in
my life…… My life changed the day that
we met and has never been the same….. So let me tell you my side of the story.
At around 5:00 AM
my cell door cycled at Sherburne County Jail in Omega Pod to transport me to
Minneapolis for my detention hearing. I
left with 6 men in the van and my hopes were high of getting out. I had been down this road in 1993 when I
robbed a bank and was released until sentencing. This time I had things going for me…. Number
one… I did not rob the bank they were accusing me of, I had a fiance’, a drywall business, and a Federal probation officer that was supportive
of me. I thought “in and out” and then I
will get this thing cleaned up….. Oh How wrong I was!!!
At 9:00 AM I was the
first one on the docket and my Attorney said great things, My Federal Supervise
Release Officer, stood up and said, “…..I won’t speak of Mr. Gipson’s guilt or
innocence, but I have supervised him for three years and if Mr. Gipson says he
will show up for court I will stake my reputation that he will show up for
court….”. I was thinking GREAT, even
after the prosecutor said the normal speech (even unenthusiastically) I was
going home and then would fight this and prove my innocence……..
Wrong….. The
Judge hit his gavel and said, “Detained”…My world in my eyes just ended! I went back to that holding cell mad at God,
mad at the world, mad at absolutely everything!
I was screaming out to the God that I had shunned how could YOU let this
happen to me!! If you are a just God so
on and so forth…..
But only a few months prior I had been arrested and made my
obligatory Covenant with God…. “God if you get me out of this mess I will come
back and start going to church etc”…. He
let me out… I put on my leather jacket got my cigarettes out of my property and
lit up, called my fiancé, and that was the last conversation I had with him
until exactly 30 days later…..
There was a knock on the door and there was a South St Paul Policeman
arresting me for a bank robbery, I kissed my fiance, told her don’t worry, we
just went through this… if it was serious the FBI would be arresting me, not
the South St Paul Police. It was October
10th, 2001 at 10:38 when he
put me in the back of that squad ….. I know….he had handcuffed me in the
front and I put out my cigarette as he stuffed me in the back… It was the last
time I had a drink, a cigarette, gambled, or made a
covenant with God that I would not keep……because
God had a plan for an appointment with you that would leave me devoted totally
Him.
Back to the holding
cell.... I was angry with the world, and my life as I knew it had just ceased to
exist. I paid no attention as I was in
my pity party that the other 6 men that I went with were not coming
back into the cell….until I noticed I was all alone when a tall white guy
wearing black and whites looking like he just got off a chain gang walked in
and got his cuffs off….. that is when I met you.
We made the obligatory introductions….but I was in my pity
party and did not need or want to talk to anyone, but your black and whites had
me curious because Federal holding is: Orange jump suits- Sherburne County,
Blue jump suits- Anoka County….that’s it period.
I remember you asking, “Do you want to know what I am in
here for?” and I replied, “No”. I had
been incarcerated before and my world had just crashed and I certainly did not
want to know about yours!! I had been down before, so I really did not
care…. But I was curious so I asked the next question. “No, but what is with the black and whites?”….. You replied that you had been in Canada and
when you crossed back over and they caught you….the black & whites is what they put you in
and they were transporting you back to Gilmore County Georgia….
You pulled out a "wanted", sheet of paper out of your manila envelope
that you were carrying and handed it to me to read….. Wanted: Do not approach contact law enforcement immediately…
considered armed and dangerous; Wanted for murder, theft, burglary, auto theft
etc…. And then you started to laugh, at
the time I thought it was diabolical in retrospect it was probably just fear….. But you said during that laughter, “At least they got rid of “Old Smokey” the
electric chair and now they just want to give me lethal injection”.
Bill, I will admit that with that laughter and reading those
words I had fear… My thoughts were something like…. I have been down before, he
is not only a lifer he is checking out..…this
guy has nothing to lose and I want to live… he is bigger than me but I have
military training and boxing experience…older, slower, but I am going to have to
take him out before he takes me out……That
is where God Stepped in….
In the middle of my running from God’s calling, my pity
party, my life ending as I knew it, my fear of being in that cell…..God broke into my heart and started a
process to truly set me free! As I was
making the contemplation of what I would need to do to take you out….God took
me out. All of the sudden I realized
that I could lose everything in this world but I was setting across the cell
from a man that could lose not only everything in this world but his very life
for eternity. I still am not sure how I
went from trying to figure out how to take you out, to the next words that did
not even seem to be my own…. I said to
you, “Bill I have been running from God for a long time, but I am really a
Christian man…. Do you believe in heaven
or hell?” And you replied, “Yes I do, I
am going straight to hell and there is nothing that can be done about it.”
The rest of our hours together kind of blend together but I
remember sharing with you scriptures and stories that I had long ago walked
away from. Stories like the thief on the
cross, Paul killing Christians, David
killing a man so that he could have his wife, etc.. I was raised in the church and my Grandmother
actually helped plant some churches in northern Missouri and I can to this day see the pictures in her
old King James bible as she held me on her lap and told me the stories……
I remember talking for hours and finally it was almost time
for them to shackle us and take us back to Sherburne Co. Jail. I told you it does not have to be that way
and that God could forgive anyone for anything and you said to me….. “No, you just don’t understand all that I
have done… I am just to black for God to forgive..” I prayed for you and they took us back to
Sherburne County where they put you in solitary or intake and I went back to me
cell in Omega.
Here is what you don’t
know….I went back to my cell and I could not get you out of my heart or my
mind…. For the next three days I could
not eat or sleep all I could do was pray, cry, and read the bible that I got
off of the book cart. The Officer even
came up to talk to me because I had not left my cell to come down for meals….and
they were thinking I needed to be on
suicide watch after my detention. I
had to tell them our story and how it was affecting me so they did not move me
down to medical.
I could not wait for Pilot
Outreach Ministries to come in on Sunday evening so that I could talk to
someone about what was going on…. Pastor
Jay Bunker came in that Sunday night and I could not get to him fast
enough. I told him what had happened in
the holding cell, how I could not eat or sleep, and begged him to go down to
talk to you after the service. He told
me to go back to me cell and pray and that he assured me that he would go down
and talk to you that evening.
Bill…. I went back to my cell and prayed the most heartfelt prayer I have ever
prayed! I said, “Lord God I have
been running from you for a long time… my Mother and Father serve you, my
brothers and sisters all follow you… I am the black sheep that has been running
from you since I was 18. My children know
you and you have pursued and helped me in so many ways….. I surrender…. Lord, if you would just touch Bill’s life and
call him to you, because his decisions are for eternity…. I will serve you all of the days of my life
whole heartedly…… if you want me to walk thirty years in this pod or got to
Zimbabwe (did not even know where that was) I will go!
That next Monday morning I went downstairs with my bible and
sat down and studied…. I asked God to bring me others to study with…. I stopped
watching television, I tuned my radio in to KTIS Christian Radio, took the knob off and flushed it so that I could
not tune it to anything else…… I spent almost two years in that jail…. preaching,
teaching, even baptized guys under the stairs, had prayer every night at 9:30
before lock down gathered in a circle under those stairs……. I lost my trial… I
taught that night…. I went to Prison…. To Pekin, IL affectionately known as “Holy
Ghost Univerity”….teaching and equipping men to walk over the fences as men of
God devoted to his Kingdom…. I have
never stopped and I never will….. Satan will have to slay me to keep me from
waking up each morning to make a difference for the Kingdom. I think the only reason he has not is because
he would just be giving me a blessing to be ushered in to my Saviors Arms…… Every day I teach and walk out this life as a
Christian man…. Every program and ministry that I am a part of can be
attributed back to the day that God
allowed a man headed for Death Row to inadvertently give me life! For that I cannot begin to repay, but I am asking those that it has impacted to say "Thank You" to you.
I don’t know where you are at with the Lord
but he has used you to touch lives…. I am putting your address on the bottom so
that others whose lives have been impacted through me, through you, but
ultimately through Jesus might send you a Thank You!
My prayer is that you are serving him even in there, for I
know that you are in my life and I want you to know the legacy of when a man
headed for lethal injection changed the course and direction of this sinner
saved by His miraculous grace!
In His Matchless Love!
George Gipson
Send Thank You Notes to:
William LeCroy
Jr. 45795-019
USP Terre Haute
Po Box 33
Terre Haute, IN 47808