She was standing at the gas pump wearing a Kansas Jayhawk sweatshirt. I guess that's what I noticed most about her. That and she was short. She stood there squinting up at me through her glasses when I asked her my question.
She looked tired, but seemed to relax some when she understood what I wanted. It was like a big sigh went out of her. I got the impression it had been a long day. "Sure. That's cool," she replied. So I prayed for her there, that God would make Himself known to her in whatever it was she was doing that night.
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