If you ever visit Masaka, Uganda, and serendipitously meet a boy named Keith Augustus Burton, what is the first thing that would come to your mind? There actually is an infant in the region who bears that name, but if I could borrow some words from the late Michael Jackson, I need you to know that “the kid is not my son!” Then is this just a coincidence? Absolutely not! Well, if it’s not a fluke occurrence, how can it be explained? What are the chances that somebody from Uganda who did not descend from a “Burton” would have a son with a combination so unique that if you googled it, you will get a number of hits to my name?
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://spectrummagazine.org/article/column/2014/03/06/pregnant-god-why-i-believe-miracles