[Risk No. 366] Paul was limping, with the use of a heavy-duty cane, across the parking lot. He walked directly in front of me and I felt the Holy Spirit challenge me. You've just seen me move wonderfully in overseas, why not here? I was headed home and thankfully Jesus got the best of me. I rolled down my window and asked if he was in pain. He was. I told him I would pull over, pray for him, and Jesus would heal him. I did the first two (twice on the praying) with no noticeable results. I informed him that I believed God had heard us and that he would be 100% restored. He was encouraged and gave me a hug. Hugs are what drugs used to be - I can't ever get too much hugging!