Work was interesting today. I had a glimpse of my former life, my life thirty-seven years ago. Two of my co-workers were talking trash about everyone and everything.

I had to stop working for a moment to whisper a prayer of thanks to my Heavenly Father for saving me from that world. I rarely think of my former life, but God wanted me to remember today.

My co-workers are precious to the Lord Jesus Christ, and they are to be precious to me.