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    Charles Livingston – Free Indeed


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    “Mrs. Livingston, you’ll never see your son walk the streets of Columbia again.”

    The words rang in Carrie Livingston’s ears as Dick Harpootlian, then Deputy Circuit Solicitor, stood before the court, asking the jury to convict her 32-year-old son for murders he didn’t commit.

    Months earlier, in October 1981, police arrested West Columbia, SC native Charles Livingston, along with Willie Stroman and Frank McDowell for the murders of a voodoo-practicing “root doctor” and three others during a robbery gone fatally wrong. An accomplice liability in South Carolina known as The Hand of One, the Hand of All allows a judge to deliver an equal sentence to someone associated with an offender, even if he didn’t commit the crime. Thus, while McDowell confessed and was later convicted of the murders, Charles’ close association with him allowed the judge to sentence Charles to life in prison.

    Despite having enjoyed success in the business world in the years leading up to the crime, Charles had wanted more. The drug world lured him and paved his path to the two drug dealers. He’d chosen their company, and now he’d share their fate—multiple, consecutive sentences, including ten terms of life imprisonment. Harpootlian, satisfied despite not having garnered the electric chair verdict he’d sought, would later state in the July 1, 1982,

    Sumter Daily: “I think you will never see these individuals again.”

    Carrie Livingston hung her head and cried.

    Charles entered the Columbia Correctional Institute (CCI) a bitter and broken man. Appeals and hope failed. The darkness of Charles’ future drove him to despair. One evening, as he lay on his bed, a thought drifted into his mind: Do you want to be better or stay bitter? He tossed the thought aside, but it hounded him until he surrendered. “I want to be better,” he said.

    Soon after, the state transferred Charles to Kirkland Correctional Institute, where a fellow inmate, Frank Sosebee, invited him to church. “I told him I wasn’t interested. I was seeing guys go in and coming out of church no different. I didn’t want to be a part of that.” Charles dropped his defenses, however, when Frank explained that church was about his own relationship with God, no one else’s. “I went in,” he said, “and enjoyed all of it.”

    When Kairos Prison Ministry offered a four-day program to introduce inmates to Christianity, Charles signed up. God saved him in 1984 through the program. From the start, Charles was serious about his faith. “I’m going to accept Christ,” he decided. “I’m going to accept him with my whole heart. I won’t waiver. I’m just going to serve him with everything I have.”

    Charles Livingston’s mother, Carrie.

    Charles’ mother noticed the change first. His dark eyes began to shine. His soft-spoken nature and enduring smile reflected light where there had only been darkness. Formerly hostile and hopeless, Charles became kind and optimistic.

    Sadly, Harpootlian’s words came true for Carrie. She passed away in 2011. She never saw her son walk the streets of Columbia again, but she watched him walk in freedom from sin, guilt, and anger. To her, this meant even more.

    Charles’ life continued to change when he was transferred to Manning Correctional Institute. Benedict College’s Gospel Choir arrived to perform on Easter in 1989. As the inmates entered the chapel, the choir’s chaplain, Paula Rheubottom, stared in shock as her old high school buddy shuffled in. “Livingston!” she exclaimed. Speechless, Charles stared in equal astonishment.

    Charles Livingston and Paula Rheubottom shortly after they met.

    Paula soon became a regular visitor at Manning. “God began to put a love for Charles in my heart,” Paula said, and thus began a bond of love that time and prison bars tested but couldn’t destroy.

    Paula’s passion for prayer inspired Charles to form a prayer ministry called the Minute Men Prison Group. Their prayers, and Charles’ impeccable prison record, led the warden to offer his own conference room as a meeting place. Encouraged by this display of God’s blessing, the group began to pray for Charles’ release despite Harpootlian’s declaration to the contrary.

    In 1996, Charles sat before the parole board, but his hopes sank when the board stamped his request Denied. Year after year, the parole board rejected Charles’ request. The annual disappointments devastated him, and bitterness crept back in. Then God gave him a promise: “I’ll never leave you nor forsake you” (Joshua 1:5).

    Even with the comfort of God’s promise, Charles felt like the Israelites in the book of Exodus, who wandered for 40 years in the wilderness before God brought them into the Promised Land. One day, as Charles felt particularly weary of his wilderness experience, he sensed God speaking to his heart. You haven’t been here forty years yet. In that moment, Charles understood that it was God who would decide when his time in prison was fulfilled, not the parole board. Afterward, he approached each parole hearing with peace. “God’s going to do it in his timing,” he told everyone.

    The world had changed a lot in the 33 years he’d been incarcerated, but what was more surprising to Charles than iPhones and iPads was, “Like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego stepped out of the fiery furnace without even the smell of smoke on them, I stepped out without even the smell of prison on me. It feels like I was never there. Nobody can get any glory or credit for that but God.”

    Charles’ faith proved contagious. Despite her family and friend’s encouragement to be sensible and give up on Charles and his release, Paula refused. Joe Foster, the Prison Ministries Chaplain for Cross Over Prison Ministry, didn’t give up either. Before each parole board hearing, Joe promised Charles, “I’m going to throw you a pig pickin’ when you get out.”

    Each year, Charles called Joe back and said, without a whisper of bitterness, “This isn’t the year for a pig pickin’, Joe.”

    In 2002, Charles was transferred back to Kirkland. His stellar reputation preceded him, earning him the position of senior clerk in Chaplain Houser’s office. Over the years, he organized volunteer programs such as Sunday morning church services, the Benjam