By the end of law school, my son had finally removed himself from the bad emotional situation with that woman. He was also healed physically, as he received a clean bill of health from his oncologist after treatment. By a series of events, my son took a job at a big law firm in Orange County. He was now only 20 minutes away.
At 25, my son was on top of his game. He was blessed with secular success. I was very proud of his accomplishments, but I wished we had more in common. Although he was now close in proximity, we had very little to talk about. I was still very careful to avoid substantive discussions about Christianity. To the best of my ability, I continued to witness through my life. I continued to pray diligently. I saw God’s promises at work that strengthened my son and brought him closer to “home.” God was doing things here, so I focused my prayer and asked the Holy Spirit to continue as the “choreographer” of my son’s life.