He was driving a white Ford SUV. I'm not sure what model. He was about 25 or 30 years old, wearing a ball cap and a short beard. He instantly said I could pray for him. He stepped right over to me and bowed his head.
I prayed that God would bless him in whatever he was doing that evening. He looked up as we shook hands, thanking me. "I'm making a trip to Oklahoma City tonight," he said. "I appreciate that. I'm a religious person myself." I thanked him and told him about my project. Then we parted ways. He went south. I went north.
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