Day 327: A blessed day

He was a tall young guy, probably in his 20s, driving a red Vibe. He had a beard and a hint of a mustache. He looked like he'd just gotten off work. I stopped to ask him my question after he came back to his car from QuikTrip. He didn't think about it long before giving me a yes. So I prayed. Then he shook my hand. "Have a great day," he said, and then, "Have a blessed day."