This one is from November, but since the blog just started, it'll be a little backlogged with stories at first...
I am out of control with praying for everyone I can literally 'get my hands on!' Tonight when I was refueling the car some gas spilled out of the tank. I was a little freaked out, so I did what I always do and asked the closest person around to help me- tonight he was a middle-aged black man with a long beard who I could tell worked for Giant by his shirt. He helped me clean it up and reassured me that my car wouldn't burst into flames. I felt obliged and (like I always do) asked him if I could pray for him.
He said yes, but moved towards his car like I'd just pray in my own head in my own car or something. I kept going, "No, what do you need prayer for? Let's pray now." He looked shocked but I just put my hand gently on his shoulder and prayed for the stuff he said he needed help with, like finances and having a better life. I said Jesus can help you with that, but he said he knew Jesus, which was good. When I was done I asked him if I could give him a hug (people in DC are hug deprived) and he said yes so I hugged him. He said "I think I'm going to cry" and I said "I bless you!" Haha. This is becoming a common response with me making people cry! :)
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