My son and I usually go to Target on Monday mornings to run errands and do a treasure hunt together as our date. This week he told me that we were suppose to pray for a man in a red sweatshirt that needed money. We never found him in target, but when we got in the car Haynes said, "mom, you will find him this week!" Thursday morning I was leaving Starbucks with a friend and a man approached us. He had been injured in a horse accident and had a broken collar bone and foot. He asked us for some money for some cigarettes. We found some change and then told him we believed God wanted to heal him. We gave him the money and got to pray over him. After we left and I was telling Brian the story I realized that he had a red sweatshirt on!!! He was the treasure my son had told me to be looking for on MONDAY!