Day 209: Certainly

He was at the gas station filling up a white Suburban. He was probably 60 years old with white hair and a white beard. I pulled in next to him, hopped out and asked him my question. "Certainly," he said. He kind of shrugged, like that was a pretty good idea. It wouldn't bother him a bit. So I prayed for him. Afterward, he thanked me, and I left. The whole exchange probably didn't last a minute. I prayed again for him as I was driving home, that he would be blessed.