I met Wendy at the gas pump today and when I asked to pray she immediately agreed. She said "You must have been able to tell that I needed prayer." I said "No, God just told me to pray for you. He knew."
I asked more about what was going on. She told me how she's been having a hard time because she recently lost her parents and Mother's Day is this weekend. Her mother died in December and her father died 19 days later in January.
My heart just broke. This poor sweet lady! As I prayed for comfort and for the Lord to fulfill his promise of drawing near to the brokenhearted, she started to cry. After we prayed she told me that today she'd been picking out Mother's Day cards for her friends and family and she just broke down right there in the aisle. What a day.
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