Went out with two other Christians on a “Sharing Jesus” day this morning. Met up with two drinkers we knew. Both had been beaten up a few days before in the local park and still showed the scars. The woman had 10 stitches in her forehead, plus bruising from the heavy chain she’d been hit with. The guy was also bruised and bloodied from the encounter. We prayed for both, then moved off through town.
We then met up with another addict we knew and he told us he may lose a leg. He looked in a bad way, so we sat him down and prayed for the leg. He became a little overcome by it all, as we kept on praying. Later, back at base we prayed for a Christian friend.