I was hoping for something special. Today starts the last 100 days of this project. I wanted the last 100 days to be full of encounters that are moving and memorable. Today wasn't that.
The guy was carrying a 24-pack of pop out to his Ford F-150 when I stopped to ask him my question. We were at QuikTrip. He was about 50 years old, a skinny guy wearing a ball cap. He looked me over and then said, "Sure." Then he kind of stepped back to see if I would really do it. So I prayed for him. In the meantime, the guy grabbed his receipt out of the gas pump and started folding it up.
Then I was done praying, and I thanked him. He thanked me and left. That's all there was to it.
Only 99 days left ...
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