He was an elderly guy, standing next to a four-door sedan, his wife in the passenger's seat and a handicap tag hanging from the rear-view mirror. He wore a bright blue KU Jayhawk hat. He also had a runny nose. It's interesting the things you remember.
I just asked him if I could pray for him. I could barely hear his response. Finally, I did. "That would be nice," he said. So I prayed for him. He thanked me.
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