A friend of mine sent me a story a while back. A young woman, a divinity school student, had stayed late visiting friends and was walking home alone. She decided to take a short cut through an alley and was startled to see a man standing there in the shadows. She prayed to be protected, walked past the man and arrived home safely.

The next day she heard that a woman had been raped the night before in that same alley. She went to the police and described the man she had seen. They found and arrested him and secured proof that he indeed had been the rapist.

She confronted him in the police station. “You raped that other girl. Why did you let me go?”

The man looked at her, bewildered. “Attack you? With those two huge guys you had walking on each side of you? You think I am crazy?”