Justbecause5
Servant
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
Yesterday I was taking a nap after having worked gig work in the morning. I received a hard knock at the door and it was the Landlord.
The Landlord mocked me and ridiculed me and harassed me because I’m behind on my rent. A payment has just been made, but I am behind. I offered to leave that every day he said I just want money.
This morning I went out to work gig work and I made some money. I then went for a 3 mile hike and spent the entire time in prayer, including praying for him.
About 45 minutes ago, he came back to my door and banged hard on the door. He handed me a paper with the details of where I was behind. He further chastised me and called me a welfare case, etc..
I have been asking for prayers for some time. It just seems like things keep happening, which are negative and difficult to deal with.
In August 2022, my wife left me. We had gone to Alaska to work and our contract was over. I had secured a new teaching job in Texas, my home state.
My wife had purchased tickets for her and our daughter to go overseas to visit family. My two young sons and I headed to Texas to start our new work and get a new house set up.
After I left Alaska, my wife went to court with an attorney and claimed that I stole the boys and took them across state lines. There was no mention of my job being complete in Alaska nor the tickets that they had to go overseas in mid-September 2022 the judge started with them. I was unable to respond because I was 5000 miles away in Texas.
So in late September, my wife and a sister in Christ went to Texas to get the boys. I was in my classroom working when the principal and HR lady came to my room and told me they had come to take the boys and they were gone. I instantly started crying like a baby. It was just a waterfall of tears. I was so emotionally broken.
I must’ve prayed for my wife 1 million times since then. I have prayed so much for my family to be reconciled. I prayed that God would take me back to Alaska.
Looking back, I can see the hand of God… I regularly thank God for the people God put in my life. People that appeared out of nowhere and offered some type of kindness to me. It’s amazing to think about the people that did that.
For example, the school janitor who was hired two weeks before I was became my nearest and dearest friend. He was originally from Nigeria, but was an American citizen for over 20 years. He became so kind to me and compassionate. He humbly cleaned my room twice a day and would listen to me and talk to me and report back to people in Nigeria that we’re praying for me, etc. I miss him terribly.
Or the lady who knocked on my door out of nowhere and a lady, I’ve never met before… She knocked on my door at the school and offered to let me and the boys stay in her office or cabin out on her property in the middle of nowhere for free. Even after my wife took the boys, she allowed me to stay there the rest of the school year for free no charge.
I’m amazed by that it gives me strength going forward.
Eventually, God took me back to Alaska. In the summer 2024 all types of different things came together, which resulted in me having a job in Alaska. However, I had no place to live in no car to drive but I went back anyway, walking by faith and not by sight.
I can still remember how I felt when the plane landed at 12:15 AM on August 20 and I had no place to go. I had no place to go. I sat next to the window with my few bags. A lady on the plane that I had sat next to actually took me to the shelter.
The next 20 months would be incredibly difficult in every way I suffer tremendously. The teaching job that I had secured was over on November 20 due to a contract issue. Thankfully, God took care of me and that the school had to pay my contract through the month of April 2025. But I suffered the embarrassment and humiliation of losing the teaching job. I was also the varsity basketball coach in my team had won six games and we lost once we had a great team and we were doing really well together as a team and now my team was gone. He was so disheartening.
It seems like Satan was following me around and every time something positive happened he would not let me down. I got this great job at a lab making the highest salary out I’ve ever gotten. Everything was going well. I was working all the extra hours. I had hired five people, the outgoing manager decided he didn’t like me and after three weeks I was done. I could not believe it. In fact, the board had just approved a special bonus program. That was my ideal because the company was having trouble keeping people working my head solutions.
So I started doing gig work. I start delivering food and groceries and things like that. I got really good at it to the point where I can make a full salary. But then I started having car issues. I had three blowouts in a little over a month then I had a serious issue in the front wheel axle area. It started making a horrible sound and finally it just broke in the McDonald’s parking lot where it’s set for 10 days.
Then I started renting a car. Renting a car was actually a blessing because it was a new car versus an old van. Rental car prices were cheap in the winter, but in late February they went up nearly tripling in price. My van was fixed so I started using it.
One day my van just stopped working and didn’t work for a week. Once the temperatures got warmer, it started working again and I started working again, but then the timing belt broke then the apartment complex for some reason told my van. They’re now telling me they didn’t tow it, but they don’t realize that it would not drive because the timing belt they told it.
I feel like I’m being harassed on every side. I realize our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and powers. It’s like Satan and the entire army is fighting against me, hoping that I will hang myself or kill myself or something.
I pray, nonstop. I can’t imagine there’s a person on earth that prays more than me. I pray all the time I plead with God for help and guidance and strength.
Somehow, I’m able to get up at 2 AM and go deliver food and groceries and try to make away.
But now I have this issue with the apartment. I am behind and I want to pay, but I can’t right now. I told him I’d make another payment on Monday, but he’s so angry. You told me to give him the keys or the money. I don’t think he’s able to do that by Alaska eviction laws.
Rental car prices go up to $100 a day on June 6. I can’t afford to pay that much on a rental and then still make money. I know a few weeks after that they’ll be up to $150 a day because this is Alaska and everything goes up during the summer as tourists come up here and take over.
Dear friends, I’m exhausted….
I keep praying for God to do something.
I know that my wife, I still love her, I have prayed for her probably 1 million times if not more hoping that God would bring her to repentance so that she could make a better decision and she’s made
She’s really really hurt me, but I stand prepared to forgive her and love her like Jesus love the church. I pray for her every day, hoping that something will click in her brain that will cause her to reach out to me.
I’ve even asked God, God if you are not going to restore my marriage would you please take me far away from here and give me a good job so that I can get my life going in a positive direction that’s what I ask of God.
I love my wife and I love my children. I miss him terribly. The pain is so overwhelming. I cannot even begin to tell you how overwhelming it is.
Again, I am not suicidal. But I have pleaded with God in my life. I have pleaded with God to take me home to be with him. I have pleaded for God to send a chariot to come and pick me up and I’ll go. That’s how exhausted that I am due to the deep depression in deep sadness.
On June 6 right now I have nowhere to go. The only door that’s even remotely open. Is the door to go back to my dad’s house. It’s not a comfortable place, but I may not have no choice. I plead with God.
I plead with you to pray for me.
I keep praying for an open door… The door so wide open so I know it’s the way to go.
Thank you for praying for me.
Yesterday I was taking a nap after having worked gig work in the morning. I received a hard knock at the door and it was the Landlord.
The Landlord mocked me and ridiculed me and harassed me because I’m behind on my rent. A payment has just been made, but I am behind. I offered to leave that every day he said I just want money.
This morning I went out to work gig work and I made some money. I then went for a 3 mile hike and spent the entire time in prayer, including praying for him.
About 45 minutes ago, he came back to my door and banged hard on the door. He handed me a paper with the details of where I was behind. He further chastised me and called me a welfare case, etc..
I have been asking for prayers for some time. It just seems like things keep happening, which are negative and difficult to deal with.
In August 2022, my wife left me. We had gone to Alaska to work and our contract was over. I had secured a new teaching job in Texas, my home state.
My wife had purchased tickets for her and our daughter to go overseas to visit family. My two young sons and I headed to Texas to start our new work and get a new house set up.
After I left Alaska, my wife went to court with an attorney and claimed that I stole the boys and took them across state lines. There was no mention of my job being complete in Alaska nor the tickets that they had to go overseas in mid-September 2022 the judge started with them. I was unable to respond because I was 5000 miles away in Texas.
So in late September, my wife and a sister in Christ went to Texas to get the boys. I was in my classroom working when the principal and HR lady came to my room and told me they had come to take the boys and they were gone. I instantly started crying like a baby. It was just a waterfall of tears. I was so emotionally broken.
I must’ve prayed for my wife 1 million times since then. I have prayed so much for my family to be reconciled. I prayed that God would take me back to Alaska.
Looking back, I can see the hand of God… I regularly thank God for the people God put in my life. People that appeared out of nowhere and offered some type of kindness to me. It’s amazing to think about the people that did that.
For example, the school janitor who was hired two weeks before I was became my nearest and dearest friend. He was originally from Nigeria, but was an American citizen for over 20 years. He became so kind to me and compassionate. He humbly cleaned my room twice a day and would listen to me and talk to me and report back to people in Nigeria that we’re praying for me, etc. I miss him terribly.
Or the lady who knocked on my door out of nowhere and a lady, I’ve never met before… She knocked on my door at the school and offered to let me and the boys stay in her office or cabin out on her property in the middle of nowhere for free. Even after my wife took the boys, she allowed me to stay there the rest of the school year for free no charge.
I’m amazed by that it gives me strength going forward.
Eventually, God took me back to Alaska. In the summer 2024 all types of different things came together, which resulted in me having a job in Alaska. However, I had no place to live in no car to drive but I went back anyway, walking by faith and not by sight.
I can still remember how I felt when the plane landed at 12:15 AM on August 20 and I had no place to go. I had no place to go. I sat next to the window with my few bags. A lady on the plane that I had sat next to actually took me to the shelter.
The next 20 months would be incredibly difficult in every way I suffer tremendously. The teaching job that I had secured was over on November 20 due to a contract issue. Thankfully, God took care of me and that the school had to pay my contract through the month of April 2025. But I suffered the embarrassment and humiliation of losing the teaching job. I was also the varsity basketball coach in my team had won six games and we lost once we had a great team and we were doing really well together as a team and now my team was gone. He was so disheartening.
It seems like Satan was following me around and every time something positive happened he would not let me down. I got this great job at a lab making the highest salary out I’ve ever gotten. Everything was going well. I was working all the extra hours. I had hired five people, the outgoing manager decided he didn’t like me and after three weeks I was done. I could not believe it. In fact, the board had just approved a special bonus program. That was my ideal because the company was having trouble keeping people working my head solutions.
So I started doing gig work. I start delivering food and groceries and things like that. I got really good at it to the point where I can make a full salary. But then I started having car issues. I had three blowouts in a little over a month then I had a serious issue in the front wheel axle area. It started making a horrible sound and finally it just broke in the McDonald’s parking lot where it’s set for 10 days.
Then I started renting a car. Renting a car was actually a blessing because it was a new car versus an old van. Rental car prices were cheap in the winter, but in late February they went up nearly tripling in price. My van was fixed so I started using it.
One day my van just stopped working and didn’t work for a week. Once the temperatures got warmer, it started working again and I started working again, but then the timing belt broke then the apartment complex for some reason told my van. They’re now telling me they didn’t tow it, but they don’t realize that it would not drive because the timing belt they told it.
I feel like I’m being harassed on every side. I realize our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and powers. It’s like Satan and the entire army is fighting against me, hoping that I will hang myself or kill myself or something.
I pray, nonstop. I can’t imagine there’s a person on earth that prays more than me. I pray all the time I plead with God for help and guidance and strength.
Somehow, I’m able to get up at 2 AM and go deliver food and groceries and try to make away.
But now I have this issue with the apartment. I am behind and I want to pay, but I can’t right now. I told him I’d make another payment on Monday, but he’s so angry. You told me to give him the keys or the money. I don’t think he’s able to do that by Alaska eviction laws.
Rental car prices go up to $100 a day on June 6. I can’t afford to pay that much on a rental and then still make money. I know a few weeks after that they’ll be up to $150 a day because this is Alaska and everything goes up during the summer as tourists come up here and take over.
Dear friends, I’m exhausted….
I keep praying for God to do something.
I know that my wife, I still love her, I have prayed for her probably 1 million times if not more hoping that God would bring her to repentance so that she could make a better decision and she’s made
She’s really really hurt me, but I stand prepared to forgive her and love her like Jesus love the church. I pray for her every day, hoping that something will click in her brain that will cause her to reach out to me.
I’ve even asked God, God if you are not going to restore my marriage would you please take me far away from here and give me a good job so that I can get my life going in a positive direction that’s what I ask of God.
I love my wife and I love my children. I miss him terribly. The pain is so overwhelming. I cannot even begin to tell you how overwhelming it is.
Again, I am not suicidal. But I have pleaded with God in my life. I have pleaded with God to take me home to be with him. I have pleaded for God to send a chariot to come and pick me up and I’ll go. That’s how exhausted that I am due to the deep depression in deep sadness.
On June 6 right now I have nowhere to go. The only door that’s even remotely open. Is the door to go back to my dad’s house. It’s not a comfortable place, but I may not have no choice. I plead with God.
I plead with you to pray for me.
I keep praying for an open door… The door so wide open so I know it’s the way to go.
Thank you for praying for me.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. 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. 
