No go.

[Risk No. ZERO] David and I were sitting in the bleachers waiting for Sydney’s swim practice to end. A lady came and sat near us with a boot on her right leg. I asked why she was wearing the boot; “stress fracture.” Normally, that would be my cue to offer prayer. In this case, I just didn’t. For some reason I didn’t engage. Maybe it was fear, maybe it was the fact that she was undressing to hop in the pool. Both? Either way, it just felt awkward enough that I held back. No condemnation. No guilt! Lord, heal her stress fracture and draw her deeper into You!