Richard

He wore a navy blue hat and a cardboard sign. His face was speckled with salt & pepper whiskers and he held a dark, wooden cane at his side. He stood very still, as a statue, near the busy road. He seemed to stare off a bit, but it felt he was looking directly into me and piercing my heart. He spoke very sincerely and had a genuine tenderness that exuded from him. His hug radiated a warmth that stirred my spirit.

His name is Richard. He needs you to pray for him. Please, pray for him.