Divine Revelations, Angels, And Holy Coincidences
I was a male glossophobiac. An avoider of spotlights. Stage frightened. Intensely afraid of speaking in public.
Throughout my high school and college years, any assignments requiring an oral presentation became a Gethsemane experience. Such public tasks became stomach churning, heart pumping, blood-sweating ordeals that drove me to fervent prayer: "O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me and if this cup may not pass away from me, give me the flu. In Jesus' name. Amen."