I figured him for an electrician. He was driving a white van with a ladder on top. It didn't have a company name on it. He was a young short guy. As he was filling up with gas, the door to his van was open. On the driver's seat were two hamburgers in plastic wrapping -- probably bought inside the convenience store. They're the kind that you look at and wonder when they were made -- this week sometime? -- and then you start to eat them and try not to wonder when they were made.
So he had dinner and a fresh tank of gas. I offered him a prayer. He considered it a moment, and then said yes. So I prayed for God's blessing on him as he finished out his day. He smiled and thanked me.
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