Justbecause5
Humble Prayer Warrior
I love the rain (Acts 4:17)!
For many years, I have loved the rain. It gives me peace and reminds me of the ever abiding presence of God.
I cannot count how many times I have been going through a painful time and all of a sudden it started raining.
Three years ago, my wife left me and then stole my children. It was a very painful day for me. My wife took advantage of the fact that she was in Alaska and I was 5000 miles away in Texas starting a new job.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. In an amazing way, God answered that prayer on August 19, 2024. I flew first class from San Francisco to Alaska.
I was walking by faith, not by sight (2 Cor 5:7). I had no place to live in no car to drive. God made provision and here. I am a little over one year later.
I feel like God brought me here as evidence by the above information. However, I wonder why I am in such a terrible position if God is truly with me (Luke 11:5-13).
I have pleaded with God for reconciliation. So far, nothing. I have been through so much pain over the last year; I can’t believe I’m still alive. I am.
Some things I’ve endured:
I lived in the shelter 4.5 months
I lived in my van 28 nights
I lost three high paying jobs.
I’ve had three blowouts in the last six weeks
I almost died in -23°F weather.
I’ve lost friends.
I’ve been unfairly treated during gig work.
I feel like I could write a book about last year. The ups and downs, mainly downs.
I am confident that God is with me, but I wonder sometimes if he is my loving father, why has he allowed me to endure all those things? It’s like he’s giving me a snake (Luke 11:5-13).
The things God has given me:
Shelter
$1000-$1500 a week gig work
Roadside service
The psalms I read each month
I love God with all my heart. I feel like my faith is stronger now than it was when I moved to Alaska. I guess I could include that in the list. God has given me a stronger faith.
I am exhausted from suffering.
I feel like damaged goods. Even if my wife were to come back to me, I feel like the damage has been so bad that I would be a different person.
God, please give me strength. I need strength to function. I need strength to do gig work. I need strength to stay alive.
I feel like any minute I could drop dead from all the stress and strain that my body has been through. I’ve been through so much and it’s been so painful and for the most part it’s been me and me alone.
My family never checks up on me to see how I’m doing. They know that I’ve been unemployed since June 16, but nobody checks to see how I’m doing at all.
My best friend from high school has blocked me on messenger. That’s an obvious sign. He doesn’t want anything to do with me.
I can’t remember the psalm but I think it’s Psalm 68 that talks about one’s friend departing him.
Oh, did I mention a transvestite attacked me the other day? Yes, during gig work he is the she at the manager at Wendy’s. He, she got mad at me and attacked me in the car and not crazy chapter 7 – attack by transvestite with plenty of testosterone.
I love guy with all my heart. I do wish Elijah chariot would come get me and take me away. I would exchange my life right now for Charlie Kirks if God will allow it.
I am so exhausted, dear friends. The only thing I know to do is keep coming back here and asking for prayers. I appreciate each and everyone.
I need the following, please:
Strength
- I need strength to function. I need strength to get up and go to work and the gig economy. I need strength to just take a shower.
Job
- We live in a world where money is so important. It’s almost impossible to do anything without money. I’ve had three blowouts in the last six weeks and that’s money.
Reconciliation
- I can only imagine if my weeping was turned into joy my mourning and dancing. I often imagine what it would feel like. It feels pretty good.
Please, God restore my marriage and my family. I know you have the power to send a big fish to change the course of Jonah’s life. Please send a big fish or a big condor or a big snake or big whatever to reconcile my family.
Home
- I am not homeless but I live in a primitive basement apartment for free. I am truly thankful but it is a depressing place to be.
Tires
- when one chooses to work in the gig economy; she needs tires. I need tires right now badly. I am operating on two bad tires right now and anytime they could blow again. I hate that new tires cost $1100.
So, my life is upside down. It’s barely hanging on by a thread. If I lost my vehicle, I would have to go back to Texas no choice. I hate to do that because my kids and wife are here.
I wish my wife knew the pain she has put me through. I’m not sure if you care which is so weird when you’re married for 10+ years.
I loved my wife deeply dearly and I miss her terribly. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt her in anyway.
Please pray for me and my situation, dear friends there is a God in heaven I am confident I need you guys every hour. Please pull me out of these depths (Ps 130).
Thankfully, I read the psalms at least once a month and sometimes twice. They have helped me tremendously navigate these difficult waters.
May God bless you as you navigate the difficult straits in your life may God give you the strength and necessary things to do so.
For many years, I have loved the rain. It gives me peace and reminds me of the ever abiding presence of God.
I cannot count how many times I have been going through a painful time and all of a sudden it started raining.
Three years ago, my wife left me and then stole my children. It was a very painful day for me. My wife took advantage of the fact that she was in Alaska and I was 5000 miles away in Texas starting a new job.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. In an amazing way, God answered that prayer on August 19, 2024. I flew first class from San Francisco to Alaska.
I was walking by faith, not by sight (2 Cor 5:7). I had no place to live in no car to drive. God made provision and here. I am a little over one year later.
I feel like God brought me here as evidence by the above information. However, I wonder why I am in such a terrible position if God is truly with me (Luke 11:5-13).
I have pleaded with God for reconciliation. So far, nothing. I have been through so much pain over the last year; I can’t believe I’m still alive. I am.
Some things I’ve endured:
I lived in the shelter 4.5 months
I lived in my van 28 nights
I lost three high paying jobs.
I’ve had three blowouts in the last six weeks
I almost died in -23°F weather.
I’ve lost friends.
I’ve been unfairly treated during gig work.
I feel like I could write a book about last year. The ups and downs, mainly downs.
I am confident that God is with me, but I wonder sometimes if he is my loving father, why has he allowed me to endure all those things? It’s like he’s giving me a snake (Luke 11:5-13).
The things God has given me:
Shelter
$1000-$1500 a week gig work
Roadside service
The psalms I read each month
I love God with all my heart. I feel like my faith is stronger now than it was when I moved to Alaska. I guess I could include that in the list. God has given me a stronger faith.
I am exhausted from suffering.
I feel like damaged goods. Even if my wife were to come back to me, I feel like the damage has been so bad that I would be a different person.
God, please give me strength. I need strength to function. I need strength to do gig work. I need strength to stay alive.
I feel like any minute I could drop dead from all the stress and strain that my body has been through. I’ve been through so much and it’s been so painful and for the most part it’s been me and me alone.
My family never checks up on me to see how I’m doing. They know that I’ve been unemployed since June 16, but nobody checks to see how I’m doing at all.
My best friend from high school has blocked me on messenger. That’s an obvious sign. He doesn’t want anything to do with me.
I can’t remember the psalm but I think it’s Psalm 68 that talks about one’s friend departing him.
Oh, did I mention a transvestite attacked me the other day? Yes, during gig work he is the she at the manager at Wendy’s. He, she got mad at me and attacked me in the car and not crazy chapter 7 – attack by transvestite with plenty of testosterone.
I love guy with all my heart. I do wish Elijah chariot would come get me and take me away. I would exchange my life right now for Charlie Kirks if God will allow it.
I am so exhausted, dear friends. The only thing I know to do is keep coming back here and asking for prayers. I appreciate each and everyone.
I need the following, please:
Strength
- I need strength to function. I need strength to get up and go to work and the gig economy. I need strength to just take a shower.
Job
- We live in a world where money is so important. It’s almost impossible to do anything without money. I’ve had three blowouts in the last six weeks and that’s money.
Reconciliation
- I can only imagine if my weeping was turned into joy my mourning and dancing. I often imagine what it would feel like. It feels pretty good.
Please, God restore my marriage and my family. I know you have the power to send a big fish to change the course of Jonah’s life. Please send a big fish or a big condor or a big snake or big whatever to reconcile my family.
Home
- I am not homeless but I live in a primitive basement apartment for free. I am truly thankful but it is a depressing place to be.
Tires
- when one chooses to work in the gig economy; she needs tires. I need tires right now badly. I am operating on two bad tires right now and anytime they could blow again. I hate that new tires cost $1100.
So, my life is upside down. It’s barely hanging on by a thread. If I lost my vehicle, I would have to go back to Texas no choice. I hate to do that because my kids and wife are here.
I wish my wife knew the pain she has put me through. I’m not sure if you care which is so weird when you’re married for 10+ years.
I loved my wife deeply dearly and I miss her terribly. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt her in anyway.
Please pray for me and my situation, dear friends there is a God in heaven I am confident I need you guys every hour. Please pull me out of these depths (Ps 130).
Thankfully, I read the psalms at least once a month and sometimes twice. They have helped me tremendously navigate these difficult waters.
May God bless you as you navigate the difficult straits in your life may God give you the strength and necessary things to do so.