I stopped at the local Shell station to get coffee. As I did so a man came into the
store to purchase a newspaper but was so weak he fell across the counter. He
made his way back to his car and left. I asked Ralph, the station clerk, what
was going on. He said that he was a doctor who had developed cancer and the
outlook for him was not good. I sensed the compassion of the Lord rise up in
me for this man and went outside to pray for him, but he was gone. Later that
door opened and I did.