This morning as I was preparing for a contested court hearing, I couldn’t help but miss my mom. Mom was my “secret weapon.” She was proud when I became a lawyer. She always asked about my work. I didn’t give her much detail, but I told her about the kinds of cases I was working on. “I represent a mom in a nasty divorce,” or “I’m a guardian ad litem for 3 kids who love both of their parents.” Sometimes it was “I have a bankruptcy hearing and my client is really scared,” or even, “the attorney on the other side yells a lot and it makes me anxious.” Mom never asked for more details. She just said, “that sounds like hard work, but it’s important and I know you’re making a difference.”
The night before my very first contested hearing, I called Mom and told her that I was nervous. I didn’t really know what was going to happen. I was afraid of looking unprepared and making a fool out of myself as well as doing a bad job for my client.
Mom asked me what time my hearing was. She told me she was going to pray that my hearing would go smoothly. My hearing didn’t go perfectly, but it did go smoothly. I didn’t feel anxious or nervous. I asked the right questions. All-in-all it was a great success. My client ended up with a good result, and I gained confidence.
I called mom that night to tell her that the hearing had gone well. She answered, “I knew it would. I prayed.” We have had many of those “night before a hearing” conversations over the past seven years. She said a lot of prayers for people she didn’t know, and I had a lot of hearings that went smoothly, where I didn’t feel nervous and didn’t make a complete fool of myself.
I’m not claiming to have had divine intervention in my cases – but I can’t recall ever having a hearing go badly when my mom was praying. Mom’s prayers were my “secret weapon.” Mom believed in me, and knowing that she believed that I was “making a difference” gave me confidence. I want to be the kind of lawyer that my mom believed I am. Sometimes prayer changes things from the inside.