In this story, Lucas from Texas describes a weekend prison “lock-in” at the Jester 3 Unit that unexpectedly became a powerful emotional experience—one that made him forget, for a moment, that he was even in prison.
A Story I Had to Tell
Have you ever been screaming inside with a story that you just had to get out? I feel like I will burst if I don’t tell you about the time I forgot I was locked up in prison.
Kind of like when you were in high school and you finally got to kiss the hot girl or boy you’d been dreaming about—you just had to tell your best friend. That’s how I feel about this.
A New Idea at Jester 3 Unit
The Jester 3 Unit has really been shaking things up and turning lives around, thanks to Warden Hudspeth.
Warden Hudspeth heard about a “lock-in” (not a lockdown) that the neighboring Wynne Unit had and the positive effects it had for the unit. This motivated Warden Hudspeth to start facilitating a Transformation class. Within the first few meetings of this class, Warden Hudspeth was himself transformed.
I heard about this and decided that if it could change the warden—and the way he sees inmates—I had to check it out. I asked the warden how I could sign up. Instead, he invited me to the “lock-in” he had planned for that weekend.
I was a little nervous. “Lock-in” sounds a lot like “lock-up.”
Spending the Weekend in the Chapel
Friday, October 17, 2014, came, and I packed up my mattress and toiletries to go to the chapel for the weekend. We stayed in the chapel from noon Friday until noon Sunday, except for the times we left for chow and showers.
This sounded like the most abstract thing I had ever heard of doing in prison. I decided to go just to change my routine a little bit and to take a vacation from cell life.
I started the weekend sitting in the back with my arms crossed, wondering if I had messed up by going out there. On the first day, I saw inmates dancing and singing like they were in a club somewhere. I thought they were crazy.
There were close to 120 inmates and about 12 volunteers, including Warden Hudspeth and Warden Pittman.
My First Taste of Freedom
That night was my first taste of freedom.
We pulled out our mattresses and set them up to sleep. I started to feel like I wasn’t just another inmate in prison. I got to decide where I was going to sleep and who I was going to sleep next to.
I know this doesn’t sound like much while you sit there reading this, but it’s the little things that make someone feel free—like going to the store or the park whenever you want.
The Moment Everything Changed
The next day started off like the first, with most of us singing and praising.
This was the day that changed my life forever.
I started off in the back again, but the volunteers had a way of reaching me. Me—a murderer.
I ended up in the front row singing and dancing, even though I’m horrible at it, with all my heart and soul. At one point, I looked around and realized that I had forgotten I was in prison and all the mentalities that come with being in prison.
I also noticed that everyone was overjoyed. This was something I had never seen in my life.
The Fire Inside
I realized I was experiencing something new, and I wanted more of it.
That’s when I started to feel the fire. Not the fire from the small bonfire we had going, but a fire deep within myself. It was a physical burning inside.
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Inmates were crying and hugging each other, and seeing these men cry was something deeply touching in a way that was completely new to me. Wow—men supporting each other emotionally, no matter who they were, despite past differences and different races.
I was being transformed inside.
I liked being a part of this.
I started to really feel free inside, as if the chains of prison and its mentalities were being broken.
Letting Our Guard Down
Most of the men who participated in the “lock-in” were given a chance to see the softer side of one another.
This is something most male prisoners do not let anyone—let alone other prisoners—see. It’s something most men feel is not safe to do, especially in prison.
But the way Warden Hudspeth facilitated this, we almost didn’t have a choice. We have hearts that can only be hardened so much.
This allowed us to open our hearts and feel love in a safe environment.
A Different Way Forward
The warden is really starting to let the system work to build a better society in here. This is teaching us a better way to live once we are returned to our lives outside these walls.
I can’t fully put into words how this experience has changed our lives and hearts, but it is something I needed.
I am no longer trapped in my old patterns and prison mentalities.
I was once told, “Change seldom comes without a significant emotional event.”
My life is forever changed.
Lucas Morgan is serving 25 years in Texas for killing his wife when he was 23 years old.
Lucas Morgan
TDCJ # 1500023
Ramsey Unit
1100 FM 655 (R-1 Unit)
Rosharon, TX 77583



10 Comments
I was Terra’s friend and I cringe at the thought of you dancing and smile while Terra’s Daughter grew up with out her you SSOB
I loved this. This has been my favorite post on here that I’ve read. Thank u. Xo
I was Terra Heils friend.Our lives are forever changed also.
Wow, Bro! Ur story …. :,~) I’m so proud of you, LucAs Wayne!! I always knew u’d truly find Jesus….He forgives us for any & everything! Glad to know we’re gonna be able to meet on the otherside! Smoky sent this my momma, who sent it to me! Reachin so many people! Punch Turner in the belly 4 me…..& tell him, “Diamond ring?! wtf? don’t remember nothin bout no danged diamond!!” then punch him again! ;) I pray prayers practically daily that include u….hopin u know that! DAILY! Love you til death…..& NOW, longer! Keep ur head up, Bro…..<3 <3 Amber Dawn Semroska
This is a lovely story Lucas and I enjoyed reading it. I am glad for that weekend you are able to transform your thoughts and emotions into another place and the end result was so positive mate. God Bless you. Scott from Oz.