I had a temporary caregiver tonight. She said she was a Virgo, and asked me what my sign was. I said, “Jesus!” She thought I didn’t understand her so then she asked me when my birthday was. I told her and she was trying to figure out what that meant for my sign. I interrupted her thoughts and asked her if she knew Jesus. She said yes. She said her religion is very different, and not well known in the states. I asked her what it was, expecting some randomness. It turns out, she’s a Seventh Day Adventist. They’re good people! I told her I was familiar and asked her if she knew my friend Rachel that goes to a church in the neighborhood she mentioned. She then shared with me that she hasn’t been since her husband passed away in 2017. She said she’s been focused on work, but always knows God is there. She said I could play music. She didn’t want to talk anymore. I put on worship and she got me ready for bed. I could tell the songs were ministering to her heart. I spoke to train her how to care for me, but that was it. I asked her if I could pray for her at the end of the shift. She said yes with a big smile on her face. I released heaven over her, praying for God to heal her broken heart and meet her with His manifest presence throughout the day, among other things. She filled with light! She kept saying, “That was such a nice prayer! That was so lovely! Thank you so much. Thank you!” She practically floated out of here. I love loving people. I most love when God loves them through me. He always shows up and says the sweetest things!