Justbecause5
Humble Prayer Warrior
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
Thank you for praying for me.
Rarely do I hear people pray or talk about praying for the marriages in our country. 80% of divorces are initiated by women. 90% if there’s a college degree involved.
Women leave their husbands for often trivial reasons, and then steal the children. We need to start a prayer revival that God‘s vengeance will be poured out upon family, attorneys and court systems that destroy marriages.
In August 2022, my contract with the Alaskan church was complete and I found a job back in Texas teaching school. I took my sons and headed to Texas to set up our home and to start the job. My wife and daughter were going overseas to visit family.
While I was 5000 miles away, my wife hired an attorney and went to court. Her attorney made it seem like I stole the boys and took them across state lines. There was no mention of the fact that my wife had a plane ticket to go overseas a few weeks later. So, the judge gave her permission to take the boys. She and another Christian took them while I was teaching class. It was one of the saddest days of my life.
From September 2024, to the present day, I’m guessing I have prayed well over 1 million times. At one time I had people praying in seven different countries and seven different states that I know of. Fervently for my family to be reconciled. I was praying fervently that God would take me back to Alaska, hoping that a closer proximity would lead to reconciliation.
Finally, God answered my prayer and in August 20 24, I flew first class from San Francisco to Alaska. I’ve been offered a job teaching school and coaching basketball. Despite many attempts, I was unable to locate a place to live and a car to drive. So, I landed at the airport at 12:15 AM with no place to go.
I was so convinced that God had arranged things so that my wife would have contacted me before landing, and I would’ve had a place to live in a car to drive. Abraham believed that had he killed Isaac, God would’ve raised him from the dead. I really did believe that my wife would contact me. She did not.
Little did I know, the next year would have so many ups and downs, mainly downs. I suffered greatly. I suffered greatly with deep, deep depression and sadness. I lost my teaching job on November 20 due to no fault of my own, my basketball team was six and one and headed to the championship game.
I had lived at the shelter for 4.5 months, but God finally answered my prayer and gave me a really nice apartment and a $1 million house outside town on a mountain, a small mountain. I was blessed. I continue to pray fervently.
My landlord used her home for Airbnb during the peak season so I had to move out May 19, 2025. I lived in my van for the next 28 nights. I started a new job on May 21, 2025, as a laboratory manager. It was the highest salary that I’ve ever received. However, on June 16, 2025, I lost that job due to no fault of my own. The outgoing manager, the guy I was replacing, asked me to lie and was just not a good man.
Remarkably, on the day that I lost my job, my previous landlord offered me residence in the primitive basement below her $1 million house. She had no idea I lost my job that day. God did! So, on a very sad day, I moved out of the back of my van and into the primitive basement. I was so thankful for the basement. It had a shower, but no toilet; it had an outhouse out in the woods. I lived there 4.5 months.
On December 29, 2024, I went to a place called Murphy Dome about 25 miles outside. It was going to be a beautiful sunset and I wanted to worship God on the first day of the week. I prepared myself to take the Lord supper and drove to that location. It was -23°F. While there, I relaxed and prepared to worship. The sunset behind Mount Denali was beautiful, and I got out to take a video and picture. When I returned to my van, it was locked, I could not get in despite several efforts, including throwing a rock at my window. My hands were numb and my ears were numb and I could barely talk, but I ran down to the bottom of the hill and there were two beautiful women sitting in an old truck. They were kind enough to let me sit in the back of the truck and then take me to the top where they were able to help me get in my van; to this date, I’ve wondered if they were angels.
I made my living by doing gig work. I had never done any gig work prior to coming back to Alaska. However, I started before teaching school while I was in HR limbo. Looking back, it’s like God directed me to do gig work at that time to prepare me for the year ahead. Because, once I lost my job at the school, I started doing gig work almost every day.
On June 16, 2025, when I lost my job as laboratory manager, I started doing gig work full-time. At that time, I had pretty much learned how to be successful at doing it. I was not perfect, but I had learned that it was possible to make a full-time salary doing it.
My goal was to move back into my old apartment, but the landlord rented it out to another person. I was very disappointed. She then told me I could stay in the basement through the winter. I was grateful for the free rent but a little intimidated by using the outhouse and -40°F weather.
However, God moves in mysterious ways, a few months later, the Landlord became very ugly towards me and asked me to leave. I had done nothing wrong, but workers were unable to get into the basement and no one had told me that they were coming. So, I prayed fervently for a place to stay.
God provided an apartment. A man called me out of nowhere and he asked me if I was looking for an apartment. Apparently, I had emailed him about a month before, but he had never gotten back with me. After a few days, I moved into a relatively nice studio apartment. The VA will be paying for it for four months because I’m unemployed and considered unemployed by them.
My goal for the next four months is to do my very best to prepare myself for what’s next. This apartment is free and I’m hoping to prepare myself for what comes up after this four months is over. I continue to search for a more stable job with a consistent income that comes in regularly.
It’s like the hits keep coming. My van is very important to me and I’ve had three blowouts over the last three months. Then a few weeks ago I started having some odd noises coming from the front area near the wheels. I pray perfectly to God asking him for help because my van is the way that I make a living.
Again, I went to take a nap and I was awakened by a phone call. On the other end was a man that I’ve never talked to or seen. He told me that he heard that I needed some help with my vehicle. He asked to come over to look at it. He did, he ended up fixing the wheel bearings that fixed part of the problem, but not the whole thing. He agreed to help me with the other things as he could.
A few days ago, my van died. It is now sitting in the McDonald’s parking lot. That’s the furthest I can get. It broke down the same day that I moved into my apartment. I thought that was interesting because if it had broken down earlier in the day, then I would not have been able to leave the primitive basement. The Landlord was being a jerk to me and telling me to leave. I’m so grateful I was able to get out of there.
Also, when I made it to the McDonald’s parking lot, I thought I was going to have to walk the last 3 miles back to my new apartment however, I looked on my Lyft app and I had a free credit for $25 that I did not know about. I used it and contacted a ride to take me to the apartment. Those little things are blessings when your back is up against the wall.
I do not have very many friends that I can count on. I have one friend that sold me the van and he agreed to rent me a car for $40 a day. It’s not four-wheel-drive and I started using it yesterday and today my goal is to make the money I need to pay him the $40 per day, gas, my necessities, and the money needed to fix my van.
I do not know what God is doing…
I have served God most of my life as an adult. I preach the gospel for nearly 30 years, bringing many many people into Christ, helping churches grow, etc..
I am so exhausted. Sometimes the pain is so overwhelming that I have a hard time getting out of bed. I trust that God is working.
This morning I went out, and I was able to make approximately $140 in just a few hours. A few days ago, I made $150 in like three hours. I’m not bragging. I’m acknowledging that I believe God is working to make provision for me in this capacity.
Be anxious for nothing, that is not easy. My faith and trust is in God and Christ and his promises. Yes, I believe in Christ. Always feel like I need to say that in this prayer request.
I feel like I could write a book about these things that have happened in my life.
Please continue to pray for me:
I need continued strength.
I need wisdom to navigate the next 4 months.
I need my van fixed.
I need a consistent job.
I need my family back together.
I have repeatedly asked God to move mountains. God, please move these huge, gigantic, Denali like mountains from my life I believe in you with all my heart and I ask you to remove them.
I’m not asking to be rich. I’m not asking to be famous. I’m not asking to be a superior athlete. I’m not asking to… I’m simply asking for God to restore my family so I can get back to living my life in a more fulfilling way..
I’m not afraid to die. I have asked God many times to just take my life and exchange it for someone who has died tragically. I’ve asked God to send Elijah’s chariot to get me. I am not suicidal and I’m not asking for sympathy, I’m simply expressing the pain has been so great. God has not answered those prayers and I’m still here in Alaska.
If you have prayed for me, I want you to know that I’m truly grateful.
On Monday, I think I have two job interviews. One is for a temporary job driving for Tesla. The other is a more permanent job on the military base coordinating repairs in the housing units. I would just be coordinating like a management type position.
Let God’s will be done…
Thank you for praying for me.
Rarely do I hear people pray or talk about praying for the marriages in our country. 80% of divorces are initiated by women. 90% if there’s a college degree involved.
Women leave their husbands for often trivial reasons, and then steal the children. We need to start a prayer revival that God‘s vengeance will be poured out upon family, attorneys and court systems that destroy marriages.
In August 2022, my contract with the Alaskan church was complete and I found a job back in Texas teaching school. I took my sons and headed to Texas to set up our home and to start the job. My wife and daughter were going overseas to visit family.
While I was 5000 miles away, my wife hired an attorney and went to court. Her attorney made it seem like I stole the boys and took them across state lines. There was no mention of the fact that my wife had a plane ticket to go overseas a few weeks later. So, the judge gave her permission to take the boys. She and another Christian took them while I was teaching class. It was one of the saddest days of my life.
From September 2024, to the present day, I’m guessing I have prayed well over 1 million times. At one time I had people praying in seven different countries and seven different states that I know of. Fervently for my family to be reconciled. I was praying fervently that God would take me back to Alaska, hoping that a closer proximity would lead to reconciliation.
Finally, God answered my prayer and in August 20 24, I flew first class from San Francisco to Alaska. I’ve been offered a job teaching school and coaching basketball. Despite many attempts, I was unable to locate a place to live and a car to drive. So, I landed at the airport at 12:15 AM with no place to go.
I was so convinced that God had arranged things so that my wife would have contacted me before landing, and I would’ve had a place to live in a car to drive. Abraham believed that had he killed Isaac, God would’ve raised him from the dead. I really did believe that my wife would contact me. She did not.
Little did I know, the next year would have so many ups and downs, mainly downs. I suffered greatly. I suffered greatly with deep, deep depression and sadness. I lost my teaching job on November 20 due to no fault of my own, my basketball team was six and one and headed to the championship game.
I had lived at the shelter for 4.5 months, but God finally answered my prayer and gave me a really nice apartment and a $1 million house outside town on a mountain, a small mountain. I was blessed. I continue to pray fervently.
My landlord used her home for Airbnb during the peak season so I had to move out May 19, 2025. I lived in my van for the next 28 nights. I started a new job on May 21, 2025, as a laboratory manager. It was the highest salary that I’ve ever received. However, on June 16, 2025, I lost that job due to no fault of my own. The outgoing manager, the guy I was replacing, asked me to lie and was just not a good man.
Remarkably, on the day that I lost my job, my previous landlord offered me residence in the primitive basement below her $1 million house. She had no idea I lost my job that day. God did! So, on a very sad day, I moved out of the back of my van and into the primitive basement. I was so thankful for the basement. It had a shower, but no toilet; it had an outhouse out in the woods. I lived there 4.5 months.
On December 29, 2024, I went to a place called Murphy Dome about 25 miles outside. It was going to be a beautiful sunset and I wanted to worship God on the first day of the week. I prepared myself to take the Lord supper and drove to that location. It was -23°F. While there, I relaxed and prepared to worship. The sunset behind Mount Denali was beautiful, and I got out to take a video and picture. When I returned to my van, it was locked, I could not get in despite several efforts, including throwing a rock at my window. My hands were numb and my ears were numb and I could barely talk, but I ran down to the bottom of the hill and there were two beautiful women sitting in an old truck. They were kind enough to let me sit in the back of the truck and then take me to the top where they were able to help me get in my van; to this date, I’ve wondered if they were angels.
I made my living by doing gig work. I had never done any gig work prior to coming back to Alaska. However, I started before teaching school while I was in HR limbo. Looking back, it’s like God directed me to do gig work at that time to prepare me for the year ahead. Because, once I lost my job at the school, I started doing gig work almost every day.
On June 16, 2025, when I lost my job as laboratory manager, I started doing gig work full-time. At that time, I had pretty much learned how to be successful at doing it. I was not perfect, but I had learned that it was possible to make a full-time salary doing it.
My goal was to move back into my old apartment, but the landlord rented it out to another person. I was very disappointed. She then told me I could stay in the basement through the winter. I was grateful for the free rent but a little intimidated by using the outhouse and -40°F weather.
However, God moves in mysterious ways, a few months later, the Landlord became very ugly towards me and asked me to leave. I had done nothing wrong, but workers were unable to get into the basement and no one had told me that they were coming. So, I prayed fervently for a place to stay.
God provided an apartment. A man called me out of nowhere and he asked me if I was looking for an apartment. Apparently, I had emailed him about a month before, but he had never gotten back with me. After a few days, I moved into a relatively nice studio apartment. The VA will be paying for it for four months because I’m unemployed and considered unemployed by them.
My goal for the next four months is to do my very best to prepare myself for what’s next. This apartment is free and I’m hoping to prepare myself for what comes up after this four months is over. I continue to search for a more stable job with a consistent income that comes in regularly.
It’s like the hits keep coming. My van is very important to me and I’ve had three blowouts over the last three months. Then a few weeks ago I started having some odd noises coming from the front area near the wheels. I pray perfectly to God asking him for help because my van is the way that I make a living.
Again, I went to take a nap and I was awakened by a phone call. On the other end was a man that I’ve never talked to or seen. He told me that he heard that I needed some help with my vehicle. He asked to come over to look at it. He did, he ended up fixing the wheel bearings that fixed part of the problem, but not the whole thing. He agreed to help me with the other things as he could.
A few days ago, my van died. It is now sitting in the McDonald’s parking lot. That’s the furthest I can get. It broke down the same day that I moved into my apartment. I thought that was interesting because if it had broken down earlier in the day, then I would not have been able to leave the primitive basement. The Landlord was being a jerk to me and telling me to leave. I’m so grateful I was able to get out of there.
Also, when I made it to the McDonald’s parking lot, I thought I was going to have to walk the last 3 miles back to my new apartment however, I looked on my Lyft app and I had a free credit for $25 that I did not know about. I used it and contacted a ride to take me to the apartment. Those little things are blessings when your back is up against the wall.
I do not have very many friends that I can count on. I have one friend that sold me the van and he agreed to rent me a car for $40 a day. It’s not four-wheel-drive and I started using it yesterday and today my goal is to make the money I need to pay him the $40 per day, gas, my necessities, and the money needed to fix my van.
I do not know what God is doing…
I have served God most of my life as an adult. I preach the gospel for nearly 30 years, bringing many many people into Christ, helping churches grow, etc..
I am so exhausted. Sometimes the pain is so overwhelming that I have a hard time getting out of bed. I trust that God is working.
This morning I went out, and I was able to make approximately $140 in just a few hours. A few days ago, I made $150 in like three hours. I’m not bragging. I’m acknowledging that I believe God is working to make provision for me in this capacity.
Be anxious for nothing, that is not easy. My faith and trust is in God and Christ and his promises. Yes, I believe in Christ. Always feel like I need to say that in this prayer request.
I feel like I could write a book about these things that have happened in my life.
Please continue to pray for me:
I need continued strength.
I need wisdom to navigate the next 4 months.
I need my van fixed.
I need a consistent job.
I need my family back together.
I have repeatedly asked God to move mountains. God, please move these huge, gigantic, Denali like mountains from my life I believe in you with all my heart and I ask you to remove them.
I’m not asking to be rich. I’m not asking to be famous. I’m not asking to be a superior athlete. I’m not asking to… I’m simply asking for God to restore my family so I can get back to living my life in a more fulfilling way..
I’m not afraid to die. I have asked God many times to just take my life and exchange it for someone who has died tragically. I’ve asked God to send Elijah’s chariot to get me. I am not suicidal and I’m not asking for sympathy, I’m simply expressing the pain has been so great. God has not answered those prayers and I’m still here in Alaska.
If you have prayed for me, I want you to know that I’m truly grateful.
On Monday, I think I have two job interviews. One is for a temporary job driving for Tesla. The other is a more permanent job on the military base coordinating repairs in the housing units. I would just be coordinating like a management type position.
Let God’s will be done…
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. 
