Father, he was so kind this morning. I thank You for elderly people that are just gentle, encouraging and kind. For the ones that are mean, I just pray that the root of bitterness be broken up because they can pour so much into the generations coming up after them. He spoke words that my mother spoke to me the last time I saw her before she went home to be with Jesus. It will be nine years this month. Jesus, thank You for knowing all about our heartaches and pain. Thank You for entering into our everyday lives. Thank You for the opportunity and privilege to pray with Mr. Bob before my shift at work. It was just an encouraging way to start the day. Thank You Jesus. You’re always so kind. I love You, Lord, with all my heart.