He was cleaning the trash out of the garbage cans outside QuikTrip, and he said almost with no hesitation that I could pray for him. He had a shaved head and looked right at me through his glasses. I noticed he was wearing shorts. It was warmer that day, but not that warm.
I prayed for him then. Another thing I noticed was how noisy it was there, with cars at the evening rush hour going in and out of the parking lot and water pouring off the roof as the snow melted. I prayed that he would have a blessed rest of his day.
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