Carlos y Monica.

[Risks No. 745 & 746] El Jaliciense in East Nashville = great tacos and Mexican cokes. We asked our waitress and the man at the cash register how we could pray. Carlos responded that his brother was in prison and asked that we pray for him. Rad time of prayer over him with my son, David, and Joani. Carlos had burned his arm last year and we prayed his skin would totally recover. Monica was our waitress and shared some encouragement with her. Asked about right arm pain. “Yes, that’s why I wear this bracelet.” All pain vanished. Prayed and hugged her.