AT A CROSSWALK ENVELOPED IN PRAYER

At another law school, I might not have told this story. But because I teach federal criminal law at a school with a faith-based mission, I've felt totally free to tell my students and faculty colleagues how God's power saved me a few months ago. And why I wholeheartedly agreed with the doctor who said that "Someone" had been looking out for me at that moment on a Minneapolis crosswalk.

I had been praying as I walked to an important meeting that morning, and stopped at a busy corner to wait for the light to change. My nine-year-old son, Liam, was suffering from yet another earache. As I walked along, I was taking a strong, silent spiritual stand for him. I asked the Father-Mother to help me understand more clearly that Liam was a child of God.

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