[Risks No. 639 + 640] The Southwest gate attendant, whose name I didn’t catch, caught my attention. He was a young African-American man and he just stood out to me. Felt I should double back and encourage him. I spoke some things over him that I sensed The Lord was saying and blessed him. “Wow, thank you so much. I really needed to hear that today.”
Terry, directly behind me in line, had overheard the conversation and was then behind me on the walk out to the plane. I made small talk with her and asked how I could pray for her. She tried processing what I had said. “How can I pray for you?” came my slower attempt. “Oh! Well, I don’t even know where to start. There’s so much.” I placed my hand on her shoulder and prayed over her life and thanked God for her. “That was so sweet, the world needs more people like you.” I explained my heart to treat others as I desire to be treated. Continue raising up a generation of radical lovers, Lord!