SHALL WE PRAY?" ASKED MY FATHER, THE SMALL-TOWN Michigan physician, as we knelt next to Betty, his dying patient, in her living room. My hands began to perspire immediately. Sympathetic response, fight or flight, I thought instinctively, seriously considering the latter option. Having seen my dad shamelessly discuss his Christian faidi with even near-strangers during my childhood-and not always with the most gracious responses-I nearly exclaimed aloud,
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