Indianapolis, In.

August 14, 2025

She found me again near the square—hours after I’d first prayed with her that day. Tears in her eyes, she said, “Can we pray? I want to come back to Jesus.” She grabbed my hands as if reaching to a rescuer pulling her out of rough seas. I could feel the loneliness and despair. We prayed in the heat, and she walked away crying and smiling, singing, and burning with new fire.