It was about 30 minutes before the start of the games today, and we didn't talk about the Kansas City Chiefs jacket he was wearing.
The guy was about 60, filling up an older red car. He wasn't much interested in what I had to say. When I asked if I could pray for him, he didn't give me much eye contact. "You better hurry up. It's cold," he said. So I prayed. And then he kind of shrugged as he walked away.
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