Justbecause5
Prayer Warrior
Greetings,
I am in so much pain. On a scale of 1-100, my pain is a 95. It’s not so much physical as it is mental. I am exhausted.
I have endured so much. I have walked by faith and not by sight (1 Cor 5:7) for so long. I don’t feel like I can take another step. I wish I could get in bed and fall asleep and never wake up.
One week ago today, I lost my job. I did nothing wrong. It’s so painful. The job was perfect for me and my situation. I was so convinced God had moved the mountain of unemployment. I refused to lie about the QA samples. God, why?
The same day that I lost my job, I moved into this primitive apartment. I am so thankful to God for it; however, it’s in the basement. It’s cluttered and there’s no natural light. It’s difficult living down here.
Without a job, I’ll never be able to have my own place. I may just have to pack up and move back to Texas. I was so convinced God brought me here but every day it seems like it was not.
I have put my faith completely in God. I have waited patiently on him to act. I have read the scriptures every day and prayed and prayed hours per day.
I’ve watched videos that say do not quit. I don’t want to quit, but I’m so exhausted. I don’t know that I can continue. I keep praying for strength and it seems like I get strength for a few hours and then I get weak.
My previous job gave me hope. My life was difficult, but at least it gave me the motivation to get up and go to the job. I knew that the income would eventually get me out of my situation to some degree. But now, nothing.
I hate to keep asking for prayers, but it’s the only thing that I know to do at this point. I keep coming back here to ask for prayers because I know that there’s power in prayer.
Sometimes, I think to myself God must hate me to allow me to live like this. I have served him for most of my adult life. Why God?
People say - God loves you! Really? If so,-why am I suffering so much pain? Why do I feel hopeless? Why do I try so hard but feel so miserably?
I love God with all my heart. Yes, I love Jesus too. I’m just so weak right now. My faith is strong. I believe in God. I’m just asking God to show me and to work in my life to bless me.
God, please show me what you want me to do. If you want me to move to Florida, open up and a great opportunity I’ll go. Show me God and I’ll go.
In an hour or so, I have plans to go do DoorDash. It gives me the money that I need for food and allows me to get out of here. I fear the damage being done to me mentally is not gonna be good down the road.
God could give me a great job. He could bring my family back, but then I have to deal with the mental strain that I’ve been through. It’s painful to walk in the valley of the shadow of death .
Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your prayers!
I am in so much pain. On a scale of 1-100, my pain is a 95. It’s not so much physical as it is mental. I am exhausted.
I have endured so much. I have walked by faith and not by sight (1 Cor 5:7) for so long. I don’t feel like I can take another step. I wish I could get in bed and fall asleep and never wake up.
One week ago today, I lost my job. I did nothing wrong. It’s so painful. The job was perfect for me and my situation. I was so convinced God had moved the mountain of unemployment. I refused to lie about the QA samples. God, why?
The same day that I lost my job, I moved into this primitive apartment. I am so thankful to God for it; however, it’s in the basement. It’s cluttered and there’s no natural light. It’s difficult living down here.
Without a job, I’ll never be able to have my own place. I may just have to pack up and move back to Texas. I was so convinced God brought me here but every day it seems like it was not.
I have put my faith completely in God. I have waited patiently on him to act. I have read the scriptures every day and prayed and prayed hours per day.
I’ve watched videos that say do not quit. I don’t want to quit, but I’m so exhausted. I don’t know that I can continue. I keep praying for strength and it seems like I get strength for a few hours and then I get weak.
My previous job gave me hope. My life was difficult, but at least it gave me the motivation to get up and go to the job. I knew that the income would eventually get me out of my situation to some degree. But now, nothing.
I hate to keep asking for prayers, but it’s the only thing that I know to do at this point. I keep coming back here to ask for prayers because I know that there’s power in prayer.
Sometimes, I think to myself God must hate me to allow me to live like this. I have served him for most of my adult life. Why God?
People say - God loves you! Really? If so,-why am I suffering so much pain? Why do I feel hopeless? Why do I try so hard but feel so miserably?
I love God with all my heart. Yes, I love Jesus too. I’m just so weak right now. My faith is strong. I believe in God. I’m just asking God to show me and to work in my life to bless me.
God, please show me what you want me to do. If you want me to move to Florida, open up and a great opportunity I’ll go. Show me God and I’ll go.
In an hour or so, I have plans to go do DoorDash. It gives me the money that I need for food and allows me to get out of here. I fear the damage being done to me mentally is not gonna be good down the road.
God could give me a great job. He could bring my family back, but then I have to deal with the mental strain that I’ve been through. It’s painful to walk in the valley of the shadow of death .
Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your prayers!