Day 76: Hybrid

He fairly glided into the gas stall next to mine. I could barely hear his car, one of those Toyota hybrids. But he needed gas, and that was good for me.

I was out for ice cream with Isabella, our 4-year-old, and had decided to fill up. The tank still was half full, but this project has made even that a solid reason to stop. So there I was, standing next to our minivan and talking to they guy next to his eco-friendly car.

He was about 50, wearing jeans and a leather jacket. I asked if I could pray for him. He laughed a little and said that I could. So I did.