He was an easy target, wearing a bright yellow shirt and fumbling with his credit cards trying to figure out the gas pump. Mary spotted him first. So I pulled our van in next to his blue Mustang and started filling up with gas. He was an older guy with white hair and a beard, wearing a WSU Shockers shirt. I took him to be a business man with the evening off. It was Good Friday.
I asked if I could pray for him. He kind of chuckled at that. And I told him about my project. "Yeah, go right ahead," he said. So I prayed for him. We shook hands then. A few moments later, he got into his Mustang, "Thanks again," he said. I wished him a happy Easter.
No comments:
Post a Comment