[Risk No. 456] I was on the phone. Jim checked my card at Costco with a big black shoulder support on his right arm. Placed the phone down and asked if I could pray. Laid a hand on his torn rotator cuff and commanded it to be restored. He smiled. I smiled. Sometimes risks take seconds, and at other times real friendships develop that may last a lifetime. Carry on love... I don't know if you're anything like me, but there are days where I feel my compassion tank is running on next to empty. Father, please continue breaking my heart for the hurting.