He was standing next to a big red truck and was wearing a Bass Pro Shops cap. He was an older guy, probably in his 70s, just patiently waiting for the gas pump to stop.
I asked him my question. There was a dumbfounded look. And so I explained I like to pray for someone every day. He smiled then. He seemed to like that idea. "Is that so?" he said. And so he agreed to let me pray for him. I waited a few moments first for him to figure out his gas cap and to retrieve his receipt from the gas pump. Then I prayed.
He thanked me. I told him to have a good night. "I'll do that," he said, as he shut the door to his truck.
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