I took my oldest daughter to the walk-in clinic this morning because she had a fever. We got through the first check where they take your temp, weight, and blood pressure and we moved into a second waiting room with a man who had already had his vitals taken. I asked him if I could pray for him and he agreed. His name was Darren and he was there to see a doctor about his blood pressure. He let me put my hands on his shoulder and I even put my hands on his chest. I prayed for his blood pressure, for stress and anxiety to leave, and for the Holy Spirit to wash over him and touch his heart. I know I've said it before but, fixing hearts is kind of his thing.
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