Monday, March 2, 2015: On the way to the kitchen this morning I spent the time traveling praying in the Holy Spirit, asking Him to be my helper today. As usual I stopped at Gene Cox's for a cup of cappuccino; as I walked in the lady at the register asked where I was going this time of mourning. I told her that I was going to meet with a group of man were discussed the Scripture and prayed together. She followed me to the cappuccino machine as I was talking; I mentioned that I like praying for people. Then I asked if she would like for me to pray for her, she said yes. I asked her, what is your name is, she said, Kristi. I mentioned that my daughter's name was Kristi. I asked her what I could pray for her about; she said my children, my grandchildren and my man. I went to lay my hands on her shoulder, when I did this, she put her right arm around my waist drew close and laid her head on my shoulder. I asked the Holy Spirit to help me pray for her and He did. When I got through, she kissed me on the cheek, she had tears in her eyes, and then she said the cappuccino is on me this morning and would not let me pay.