The doors of the chamber opened, and I was standing right before the federal judge. I knew in my heart that I was about to lose everything: my children, my job, and any hope of a career. I began pleading with God and asking Him for leniency as I tried to replay in my mind how I got to this point. Please, Lord, don't let the judge sentence me to the full extent of the law! I started to feel a sense of panic. My palms began to sweat, and I felt like I was going to pass out and die right in the courtroom. Every lousy thought and image I could imagine about prison began to invade my mind.