Justbecause5
Servant
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
My wife left me in 2022. She used the court system to steal my children. I was 5,000 miles away setting up our new home. I knew nothing of what she was doing.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. In the summer of 2024, God did some incredible things and opened up the necessary doors for me to go back to Alaska.
So, on August 19, 2024, I flew first class for free from San Francisco to Alaska. I had no place to live or car to drive. I was walking by faith and not by sight.
My plane landed on August 20, 2024, I gathered my bags and I sat against the wall in the darkness. I had nowhere to go; a lady on the plane ended up taking me to the shelter. I had contacted the shelter, but they never told me I could stay there or not. I lived there for 4.5 months.
God had given me a job teaching school. So, I taught school. I then coached basketball and it gave me a lot of joy. However, on November 20, 2024, I was told my job was complete due to a contract issue. The school had to pay my full salary through the end of April 2025.
So far, my 21 months back in Alaska have been incredibly difficult. I have been homeless. I lived in the back of my van for 28 nights. I almost died when I got locked out of my van in -30° weather all along with a mountain top. It’s been very difficult.
I have felt so incredibly hopeless. I can’t tell you the pain that I’ve been through. I know that my wife and children are not too far away, but I decided to put my faith in God. I plea with God for reconciliation. I must’ve prayed over 1 million times for my wife and family.
In May 2025, God gave me an incredible job as a laboratory manager. I was so convinced it was the hand of God. I had just moved into the back of my van because the place I was renting was used as Airbnb here during the summer. I figured I would gather a few paychecks and then find a nice place to live. Sadly, on June 16, 2025, my job at the lab was over due to no fault of my own, so frustrating again, I felt so hopeless.
I started doing gig work. I delivered food and groceries. I learned some different techniques and began to multi app. I began to know and feel that I could make pretty decent money doing it. So, I worked hard. Sometimes, I would get up at midnight and go work for two hours and then go home. Then I would get up in the morning and go again. However, I started to have car problems.
Again, I have suffered in so many different ways. I’m so exhausted from suffering. God, I love you with all my heart. I feel like I love God more now than ever in my life. I feel like my faith is stronger than it’s ever been. That being said, I still get weak.
Right now, the Landlord at my apartment has been incredibly ugly to me. He was sick in the hospital and had heart surgery, I think. His wife took over and she promised me a few things. She said I could make weekly payments instead of monthly payments. She said that I could stay to June 5.
A few days ago, the Landlord banged on my door like he was banging on his teenage son’s door. So unnerving. I had to deal with him at the front door in a very unprofessional manner. He basically called me a liar when I told him all the things his wife had told me. He said I was making excuses. He called me horrible names. He embarrassed and humiliated me in front of everybody on the same floor. I’ve seen him do that same thing to other people on the same floor.
Still, I prayed for him. I prayed that God would help him with his continued past and better health. I prayed for his soul. I pray that he would wake up and realize he was so ugly towards me.
Instead, he began to even be more ugly. The next day he banged on my door again with more ugly words. Calling me horrible names because I’ve gotten behind on my rent when my car was broken down. Also, the apartment complex towed my vehicle. I don’t think they realize it was my vehicle.
Yesterday was Memorial Day. He didn’t take the day off nor did he recognize the fact that I am a Navy veteran. Instead, he banged on my door again with more harassment and more ugly talk and more threats.
Then he sent his wife to talk. She looked like a little puppy dog. She looked like a woman that had been abused mentally and verbally by her husband. She was not rude nor loud; she simply gave me a piece of paper. I talked to her for probably 20 minutes. I told her that I appreciate her kindness and jovial attitude.
I am not sure 100% what to do. I know I have legal rights as a tenant. Yesterday, he cut off the water so now I can’t really cook food. I can’t take a shower. I can’t do anything. I told him via email that that’s illegal to turn off essential things in the apartment. I don’t think he cares.
I’m not sure exactly what to do. I pray for wisdom. Part of me says just leave and let God sort things out. Vengeance belongs to God; he will repay. I am exhausted. I fear the knock at the door.
I’m so sad. I’m so exhausted.
I wish God would step in for me. I know he’s there. I don’t know why he’s not helping me. I’ve pleaded with him to restore my marriage. I plea with him to restore my family. I know that my weeping could be turning into joy if my wife were to open up her heart and change what she has caused. Please God, turn my weeping into joy.
I don’t know what to do. God, please give me wisdom.
It’s 1:07 AM and I need to get some more rest before going to work. Part of me tells me just to get on the plane and go back to Texas and rejuvenate at my dad’s house.
A friend of mine has a van that I can rent for $30 a day. My current rental car is $61 a day and it’s about to go up to $100 a day so, I may have no choice but to take him up on his van offer also, I could probably live in the van until I could find a place.
God, please help me. Give me wisdom. I’m not afraid to die. I actually wish God would just take me. I’m not suicidal but I do wish God would just take me. I’m just so exhausted.
Thank you for your prayers. I hope I’ve given you enough information to pray with purpose. Thank you so much.
My wife left me in 2022. She used the court system to steal my children. I was 5,000 miles away setting up our new home. I knew nothing of what she was doing.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. In the summer of 2024, God did some incredible things and opened up the necessary doors for me to go back to Alaska.
So, on August 19, 2024, I flew first class for free from San Francisco to Alaska. I had no place to live or car to drive. I was walking by faith and not by sight.
My plane landed on August 20, 2024, I gathered my bags and I sat against the wall in the darkness. I had nowhere to go; a lady on the plane ended up taking me to the shelter. I had contacted the shelter, but they never told me I could stay there or not. I lived there for 4.5 months.
God had given me a job teaching school. So, I taught school. I then coached basketball and it gave me a lot of joy. However, on November 20, 2024, I was told my job was complete due to a contract issue. The school had to pay my full salary through the end of April 2025.
So far, my 21 months back in Alaska have been incredibly difficult. I have been homeless. I lived in the back of my van for 28 nights. I almost died when I got locked out of my van in -30° weather all along with a mountain top. It’s been very difficult.
I have felt so incredibly hopeless. I can’t tell you the pain that I’ve been through. I know that my wife and children are not too far away, but I decided to put my faith in God. I plea with God for reconciliation. I must’ve prayed over 1 million times for my wife and family.
In May 2025, God gave me an incredible job as a laboratory manager. I was so convinced it was the hand of God. I had just moved into the back of my van because the place I was renting was used as Airbnb here during the summer. I figured I would gather a few paychecks and then find a nice place to live. Sadly, on June 16, 2025, my job at the lab was over due to no fault of my own, so frustrating again, I felt so hopeless.
I started doing gig work. I delivered food and groceries. I learned some different techniques and began to multi app. I began to know and feel that I could make pretty decent money doing it. So, I worked hard. Sometimes, I would get up at midnight and go work for two hours and then go home. Then I would get up in the morning and go again. However, I started to have car problems.
Again, I have suffered in so many different ways. I’m so exhausted from suffering. God, I love you with all my heart. I feel like I love God more now than ever in my life. I feel like my faith is stronger than it’s ever been. That being said, I still get weak.
Right now, the Landlord at my apartment has been incredibly ugly to me. He was sick in the hospital and had heart surgery, I think. His wife took over and she promised me a few things. She said I could make weekly payments instead of monthly payments. She said that I could stay to June 5.
A few days ago, the Landlord banged on my door like he was banging on his teenage son’s door. So unnerving. I had to deal with him at the front door in a very unprofessional manner. He basically called me a liar when I told him all the things his wife had told me. He said I was making excuses. He called me horrible names. He embarrassed and humiliated me in front of everybody on the same floor. I’ve seen him do that same thing to other people on the same floor.
Still, I prayed for him. I prayed that God would help him with his continued past and better health. I prayed for his soul. I pray that he would wake up and realize he was so ugly towards me.
Instead, he began to even be more ugly. The next day he banged on my door again with more ugly words. Calling me horrible names because I’ve gotten behind on my rent when my car was broken down. Also, the apartment complex towed my vehicle. I don’t think they realize it was my vehicle.
Yesterday was Memorial Day. He didn’t take the day off nor did he recognize the fact that I am a Navy veteran. Instead, he banged on my door again with more harassment and more ugly talk and more threats.
Then he sent his wife to talk. She looked like a little puppy dog. She looked like a woman that had been abused mentally and verbally by her husband. She was not rude nor loud; she simply gave me a piece of paper. I talked to her for probably 20 minutes. I told her that I appreciate her kindness and jovial attitude.
I am not sure 100% what to do. I know I have legal rights as a tenant. Yesterday, he cut off the water so now I can’t really cook food. I can’t take a shower. I can’t do anything. I told him via email that that’s illegal to turn off essential things in the apartment. I don’t think he cares.
I’m not sure exactly what to do. I pray for wisdom. Part of me says just leave and let God sort things out. Vengeance belongs to God; he will repay. I am exhausted. I fear the knock at the door.
I’m so sad. I’m so exhausted.
I wish God would step in for me. I know he’s there. I don’t know why he’s not helping me. I’ve pleaded with him to restore my marriage. I plea with him to restore my family. I know that my weeping could be turning into joy if my wife were to open up her heart and change what she has caused. Please God, turn my weeping into joy.
I don’t know what to do. God, please give me wisdom.
It’s 1:07 AM and I need to get some more rest before going to work. Part of me tells me just to get on the plane and go back to Texas and rejuvenate at my dad’s house.
A friend of mine has a van that I can rent for $30 a day. My current rental car is $61 a day and it’s about to go up to $100 a day so, I may have no choice but to take him up on his van offer also, I could probably live in the van until I could find a place.
God, please help me. Give me wisdom. I’m not afraid to die. I actually wish God would just take me. I’m not suicidal but I do wish God would just take me. I’m just so exhausted.
Thank you for your prayers. I hope I’ve given you enough information to pray with purpose. Thank you so much.
