We went to the mall. As I waited outside one of the many stores I tried to encourage myself by affirming that some things in life were worse than shopping. A poke in the eye with a sharp stick, for example, would possibly be worse… The Lord gently suggested that perhaps I should pray, so I prayed for divine appointments. Soon after that a security guard stopped a few feet from me and grimaced as he massaged and tried to move his right shoulder. Able to discern the obvious, I asked him if his shoulder hurt. He said yes and I told him Jesus loves him and asked if I could pray for him.
He was hesitant, and looked around, seemingly to see if anyone was watching him. I assured him it would only take a “momentito” (which means “a little moment”) He finally said “si” so I laid my hand on his shoulder and prayed a short prayer and asked him to check it out. No more pain or limitation of motion! He left smiling, and later when he saw us in the mall he gave us a big grin and a thumbs up.