So I went to Vanderbilt to visit a friend who was injured in a motocross accident. There were 4 of us there from CMA (Christian Motorcyclists Association). We prayed with the family and then we just hung out with them waiting for the doctors to decide what they were going to do. Well, it was only about a half an hour before things got really interesting. We happened to overhear someone say why they were there, and we asked if we could pray with them. They said yes, and we did. That's when the awesome God thing got started. People started to come to us to ask if we would pray with them. Of course we would. I think we must have prayed with about 6 families before we had to leave. Of course we also had discussions with them about their faith, etc. What an emotional evening.

I got the call yesterday, late in the afternoon. I was tired, and I didn't really want to go, other than to show my CMA brother that I was there for him and his family. I couldn't get rid of the feeling that I needed to be there, so I went. I am so glad I did. It was a real blessing. God will use us if we will listen to His promptings and not be "too tired".