My Friday the 13th

At the beginning of lunch today... I was in my car driving down Louisiana St getting ready to turn on to Texas and something caught my eye. I saw a black homeless man in hands with a clean cut white man... they held hands as they prayed ... it was a sight to see... I don't know who needed more healing... sometimes we see a person and we prejudge ... I joined their prayer from a far... I asked God for some healing ... I like that God always has different mediums of bringing you back to him... whether its sights...sounds... he's always there .. through out your day ... Just thought I would share ;D