When God thinks you are ready—you are

I have told you that a force or whisper came to me and said it is time to practice law and I refused.  The voice only repeated it one more time to me. I knew that I could not refuse. I repeated the report of the lawyer from Michigan who reported that it had been fixed so that I would never be able to practice law anywhere to the “presence”.  He did not even respond.  I went into the unemployment office that week and walked out with a check for $3500.00 to take the Texas bar examination and to pay for the review course.

I sat for the Texas Bar and the examination experience was “magic”.  It was like no experience that I have ever had before.  There was no question that I did not know the answer to on the examination.  Now do not get me wrong.  I have done well on examinations all my life. My law school buddies say that I am a “good test taker.”  I had passed the Michigan Bar examination the first time with perfect scores on all the questions for the essay portion but three questions.   My lowest score on any question was a seven. I was only given two weeks off to study for the examination by my employer and I passed.  In Texas, I had passed the multistate and Texas Essay portion of the examination the first time and allegedly failed the three day three times by one point.  When I began reviews with graders,  one Bar examiner told me that he could not imagine why I had any problems.  He stated that he had graded the agency, partnership and corporations portion of the examination and I had made the second highest grade on the examination.  I had made scores of 24 across the board and someone else had made scores of 26 and these were the two highest scores given on the examination.  I say the experience was other worldly because I knew more about each question than the examiner was asking.  I could not write enough. I passed. I went before the Board of Law Examiners and my lawyer felt that I had not passed.  He said that I could try next year.  I went to bed.  I felt the presence of Dean Gibson so strongly that night.  I remembered talking to him and feeling how he would respond. I played back Stanley Johanson’s tape to me and felt comforted.  ( Two weeks before Dean Gibson died, he called me.  He told me that if I ever needed him to call Stanley Johanson.  “He is hard to reach but be persistent.”  I once felt stressed and I called Johanson and he called me back and left a message on my answering machine.  When I play back the call, I feel like Dean Gibson is still watching over me.  I can see his bright smile when he sees me and hear him calling me “My little over- achiever”.)  My lawyer Claude D. called me and told me that I had been licensed.

When things were going so bad for me and I had two white lawyers, the “presence” came to me and told me to take over my case.  My writ of habeas corpus to reduce bail from 1.2 million dollars for the $5800.00 in checks had been dismissed because the lawyer had not sent in a timely brief. I took over my case and wrote my brief from the jail from memory without my trusted form book and got my bail reduced and was able to bond out with the help of two friends. Again, I had protested that I could not do this.  The presence reminded me that I was well prepared.  Otherwise, I would never have learned about how innocent men are being incarcerated and executed in Texas.  The Texas corruption in the judiciary system must be corrected.  Governor Greg Abbott was the centerpiece of the judicial corruption as the Attorney General.  He is now Governor of Texas.  He has not changed. He and his co-conspirators must be stopped. When the voice said that I was ready, it meant it.  It provided everything that I needed to be successful.