So on lunch today I stepped outside to sit on my favorite little park bench and enjoy a break and found that it was occupied. It was a woman named Tamara, and she looked like she was having a difficult time. No work, no home, probation for drug use, and new to this city, coming from an adjacent small town. I offered her an ear and the best of my help for what it was worth.
When I departed, I wished her well, and she said "pray for me."
I said I would. So I'm bringing her to you all. Please keep her in your prayers.