Justbecause5
Humble Prayer Warrior
Happy New Year everyone!
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
Yesterday, was an emotional day for me. It was my anniversary. I so hoped something might happen. Nothing!
In February 2019, my family and I moved to Alaska to work with a small congregation. In August 2022, my contract was complete, and I had secured a teaching position in Texas.
My wife and daughter had tickets to go overseas to visit family. My young sons and I flew to Texas to begin the new work and set up our new home.
After we left, my wife hired an attorney and together they went to court and claimed the stole the sons and took them across state lines. There is no mention of plane tickets or a new job. I was 5000 miles away and knew nothing.
My wife and a sister in Christ, with permission from the court, stole the boys. I have not seen any of my children since then.
I pleaded with God in prayer. I must’ve prayed well over 1 million times, “God please help me God. Please take me back to Alaska.”
Finally, God answered my prayer. This is the one thing that gives me hope. To look back and see the providential hand of God amazes me each time I think about it.
I have suffered in every way imaginable since I’ve been back to Alaska. I am so exhausted. I’ve been homeless. I lost my job, a few jobs due to no fault almost died on the mountain top, etc.. I am exhausted.
Every birthday, holiday or anniversary exhaust me to the nth degree. The pain has been so overwhelming and debilitating. I am exhausted, dear friends.
I endured Thanksgiving, Christmas, my daughter’s birthday and then yesterday was New Year’s Eve and my anniversary.
Yesterday, for the first time I sent my wife a very short email on an old email address, and I simply said “H.A.”
I don’t know if she got it. Sending it brings fear to me because I know she could take it and do something really ugly with it. H.A = Happy Anniversary!
Today is the first. I’ve been doing gig work since June 16 when I lost my job at the lab due to no fault of my own.
This morning, I did not work. I chose to sleep. I just woke up a few minutes ago at 1:15 PM. I’ve been up before, but I slept for four or five hours since then I am exhausted still
I keep coming back here because I need prayer. I believe in prayer.
I’m not afraid to die. I’m not suicidal. But I do wish God would just take me. I’m so exhausted from living in this whole world. I miss my family and my children deeply.
I feel like my very life has been taken out of my body bit by bit and piece by piece.
I did read the psalms 14 times in 2025. This morning I started reading again and I think I’ve completed about 25 psalms. They have been such a wonderful asset to my life.
I’m exhausted!
I feel all alone. I wish God would send a large chariot to get me..
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
Yesterday, was an emotional day for me. It was my anniversary. I so hoped something might happen. Nothing!
In February 2019, my family and I moved to Alaska to work with a small congregation. In August 2022, my contract was complete, and I had secured a teaching position in Texas.
My wife and daughter had tickets to go overseas to visit family. My young sons and I flew to Texas to begin the new work and set up our new home.
After we left, my wife hired an attorney and together they went to court and claimed the stole the sons and took them across state lines. There is no mention of plane tickets or a new job. I was 5000 miles away and knew nothing.
My wife and a sister in Christ, with permission from the court, stole the boys. I have not seen any of my children since then.
I pleaded with God in prayer. I must’ve prayed well over 1 million times, “God please help me God. Please take me back to Alaska.”
Finally, God answered my prayer. This is the one thing that gives me hope. To look back and see the providential hand of God amazes me each time I think about it.
I have suffered in every way imaginable since I’ve been back to Alaska. I am so exhausted. I’ve been homeless. I lost my job, a few jobs due to no fault almost died on the mountain top, etc.. I am exhausted.
Every birthday, holiday or anniversary exhaust me to the nth degree. The pain has been so overwhelming and debilitating. I am exhausted, dear friends.
I endured Thanksgiving, Christmas, my daughter’s birthday and then yesterday was New Year’s Eve and my anniversary.
Yesterday, for the first time I sent my wife a very short email on an old email address, and I simply said “H.A.”
I don’t know if she got it. Sending it brings fear to me because I know she could take it and do something really ugly with it. H.A = Happy Anniversary!
Today is the first. I’ve been doing gig work since June 16 when I lost my job at the lab due to no fault of my own.
This morning, I did not work. I chose to sleep. I just woke up a few minutes ago at 1:15 PM. I’ve been up before, but I slept for four or five hours since then I am exhausted still
I keep coming back here because I need prayer. I believe in prayer.
I’m not afraid to die. I’m not suicidal. But I do wish God would just take me. I’m so exhausted from living in this whole world. I miss my family and my children deeply.
I feel like my very life has been taken out of my body bit by bit and piece by piece.
I did read the psalms 14 times in 2025. This morning I started reading again and I think I’ve completed about 25 psalms. They have been such a wonderful asset to my life.
I’m exhausted!
I feel all alone. I wish God would send a large chariot to get me..
