After class one day i tried to argue for gay marriage against him and was soundly beaten, became intrigued in his ideas about society and visited during office hours, read books he recommended (the death of Socrates by Plato, The Looming Tower by Lawrence Wright, the lost soul of American politics by diggins). We also discussed religion when i realized that my faith in liberal/leftist philosophy was shaken. I told him that i was distressed because i had nothing i believed in that i would truly be willing to die for. Feminism wasn't it, nor was anti racism, nor was agnosticism.

One day, he put his hands on his heart, then held them out and said something to the effect of "if i could give you what i have now i would. But i can't make you believe." It maybe sounds simple or silly but it made me want to explore what he had. So he recommended i read Romans, and then i read Matthew on my own, and God led me to believe that Jesus Christ really did live and die and live again. My thoughts about Christianity had been tainted by anger at my mother's death when i was young. I had loathed life and seen no point in it or in traditional values. Seeing Jesus as one with the father made me see that the ot God wasn't some bully. He had reasons for rules. Love sometimes looks angry. Political thoughts followed: i could see why life has value, why true charity doesn't come at the end of a gun.

It really was the pivotal moment of my life. Life has not been perfect since i accepted Christ's sacrifice for my life and repented, but i couldn't go back. I was a boat without an anchor.

Tl;dr prof gave me awesome books, including the bible, changed how i viewed the world and helped saved my life