Justbecause5
Humble Prayer Warrior
Yes, there is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
In August 2022, my job in Alaska was complete. I worked in a small church that had grown from 28 to nearly 90.
I have been offered a teaching position in Texas, my home state. My young sons and I moved to Texas to set up our new home and to start the new job. My wife and daughter were headed overseas to visit family.
After I went to Texas, my wife hired an attorney. The attorney made it seem like I stole the boys and carried them across state lines. I was 5000 miles away and knew nothing about what was going on. The judge gave my wife permission to get the boys. She did while I was teaching in my class. It was one of the most painful days in my life.
Since then, I have probably prayed over 1 million times. At one time I had Christians praying and 7 different countries and 7 different states. I have prayed so much that I am nearly exhausted from praying that I continue.
The pain that I have endured has been overwhelming. I have never been suicidal, but I have prayed fervently that God would take my life or exchange it for another. I have pleaded with God to send a chariot like you did for Elijah to take me from this life.. That’s the kind of pain that has existed in my mind in my body.
The last three years have been so difficult. It’s difficult for me to describe the pain that exist in my heart and my mind and my body. My only relief is when I sleep unless of course my dreams get to me.
If God keeps our tears in a bottle, then he must have 1 million bottles with my name on it. If he comforts the brokenhearted, I’m still waiting. The pain has been so difficult that I have had thoughts of death. I hate even talking like that because I’ve always been a person that was positive and forward-looking.
I still love my wife.
No, I am not bitter or hateful to her. I am pleading with God for reconciliation. I stand prepared to forgive my wife for what she’s done to me. Honestly, I don’t know how she looks in the mirror at her image and goes on with her life. I can’t imagine, causing that type of pain another person‘s life.
I have often wondered why God has not reconcile my marriage. I have put everything in his hands. I have simply followed the path that is before me, trusting in God to guide my steps.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. Moving to Alaska is not an easy task, especially without a job. However, God answered my prayer and the late summer of 2024. He opened up a door and it’s really interesting to look at the providential hand of God. It’s so obvious that God brought me to Alaska.
Thus for, it’s like God brought me back to Alaska to suffer. I have to suffer tremendously in the last 15 months. The job I moved up here for ended suddenly a few months after arriving due to no fault of my own. Later, I lost another really good job. A job that was offered to me was rescinded at the last minute.
God, why? I’m not lazy. I was not late to work. I did not cause any trouble. I simply went to work and did my job like the Bible teaches us to do. Where are you at God?
Inconsistent income, has caused me to be unstable in my living arrangement. I lived in the shelter for 4.5 months. I lived in an apartment for 4.5 months, but I had to move out because the lady used it for Airbnb. I lived in the back of my van for 28 nights. I lived in a primitive basement apartment with no toilet for 4.5 months.
I have suffered tremendously. My life closely parallels the life of Job. He was a human being, so am I I have suffer tremendously, losing my wife and my children, my means of income, my sanity, etc..
I’ll look at almost everything through the lens of God‘s Providence. So, when I lost my job as a teacher, I thought to myself - “what is God up to”.
On December 29, I went to a mountain to worship God. I prepared myself to take the Lord supper while viewing Mount Denali from afar with the sunset right behind it. You can see the picture in my profile picture. It was a beautiful evening, and I wanted to go there to worship and honor God. It was -23°F and somehow mysterious I got locked out of my van. I’ve never been locked out before nor since.
I could not feel my face or my ears or my hands. I was slowly freezing to death. I tried to break the window, but could not as a last ditch effort, I ran down the hill and there was an old truck with two beautiful women sitting inside. They came up and were able to help me get into my van. I’ve often wondered if they were angels God spare my life that day. I estimate I would’ve been dead in about one hour or less.
Dear friends… I am absolutely exhausted. I can see the hand of God in various ways, but overall, I’m exhausted from the difficulties that keep finding their way to me.
For example - I’ve been unemployed since June 16 but I have kept my head above water by doing gig work. I deliver food and groceries, etc. even then, the problems came looking for me. Most recently, my van died a man volunteered to help me fix it, but he later scammed me out of $220. My van was dead and sat in the McDonald’s parking lot for nearly 10 days.
I am well educated. I have worked in ministry and teaching and sales. My background is in engineering, but I have had a difficult time finding a good job. Gig work has helped me tremendously, and I am thankful to God for it, but it does not carry with it the stability that I need.
I do not know why God has kept me on this earth. I hope someone will respond back and say he has purpose for your life. OK, very well but is that purpose to suffer in limbo? Is it to feel bad every day to the point that you want your life to end?
I’ve never had those type of thoughts that I wanted to die. It’s so weird to have them at all. I’ve had moments in my life that were really really bad and I did not want to die. I wanted to live. I wanted to thrive I wanted the American dream I wanted to live and to move on in life now, I just want to be with the Lord.
I keep coming back here asking for prayers. There have been times I’ve asked for prayers feeling absolutely 1000% bad but then soon after I felt good. It’s like God hit a button that caused me to start feeling better all of a sudden.
I have seen the hand of God. Yes, I love God with all my heart. I feel like my love for God is greater now that’s ever been. Yes, when I talk about God, I’m talking about Jesus Christ.
Also, this is a prayer request not a prayer so please stop suggesting that I’m not praying in the name of Christ or believing such. Yes, I believe in Jesus Christ. Yes, I understand the power of Jesus and his name and his authority, etc..
I have seen the hand of God.
I have lived in Alaska for 15 months and I’ve never paid for rent. Either I had a free place to stay or I lived in my van.
I thought school for approximately three months before losing that job. I then worked a temporary job for two months. Other than worked a laboratory manager position job for three weeks. Not very much, but I have been able to support myself since arriving in Alaska.
I have seen the hand of God:
Today I saw two beautiful foxes dressed in their winter apparel.
I have seen nearly 50 moose. I love moose; it’s the favorite thing for me in Alaska. I have often prayed that God would let me see a moose and usually that day or the next day I would see one. This has happened multiple times it’s like God sent the moose just the right time for me to see it.
I have seen incredible sunrises and sunsets that appear due to the location of the state on the globe. I have seen the northern lights on many occasions as a zip across the sky, reminding me of God’s incredible creative power, and demonstration.
I have worked in the gig economy. Prior to Alaska, I never worked in any gig effort. Looking back, I can see how God has used it to help me in the midst of being up here all alone. I can now make a full-time salary doing it. Even when my van broke down, I was able to secure a rental car for only $20 a day when I came to Alaska rental cars were $150 a day.
Please, dear friends, pray for me:
I need continued strength.
I need help with the pain of missing my wife and missing my children.
I need reconciliation.
In my heart, I had so hoped that my wife would reach out to me before or during Thanksgiving. She did not I think that anticipation caused me to tail spin into the current depression.
I need a really good paying job
I have the skill set and the education, but I just need the opportunity. I have tried. I have done every interview given to me. I have applied for hundreds of jobs all across the country. I just need a good opportunity.
My wife
Please, God soften her heart. As it stands, she has destroyed her marriage and her family. Our children are growing up without a dad, which is a tragedy. It is a complete tragedy, and my wife is the author of it.
In conclusion
Despite the actions of my wife, I stand prepared to forgive her. I often talk to God directly about this. I keep praying that she, I like the prodigal son, will come to herself and realize she has made a huge mistake.
Sometimes in life, we make huge mistakes, and we cannot overcome them. However, I have a forgiving heart and a desire to reconcile. I know God can use that forgiving heart to his glory.
Thank you for reading this.
Thank you for contemplating a way to pray for me. I’m truly grateful.
Maybe, just maybe something in this prayer request will give you some ideas on how to handle your own situation.
One last thing
Since my wife left me, I have probably read the psalms close to 40 times. I have read the Psalms in one day twice.
The psalms have helped me tremendously navigate my heartache.
I would be lying to you if I said I was healthy. I am not. The deep sadness has no doubt impacted me in a profound way.
I am not afraid to die. Jesus died for all of us. Jesus died for me; I long to be in his presence.
In August 2022, my job in Alaska was complete. I worked in a small church that had grown from 28 to nearly 90.
I have been offered a teaching position in Texas, my home state. My young sons and I moved to Texas to set up our new home and to start the new job. My wife and daughter were headed overseas to visit family.
After I went to Texas, my wife hired an attorney. The attorney made it seem like I stole the boys and carried them across state lines. I was 5000 miles away and knew nothing about what was going on. The judge gave my wife permission to get the boys. She did while I was teaching in my class. It was one of the most painful days in my life.
Since then, I have probably prayed over 1 million times. At one time I had Christians praying and 7 different countries and 7 different states. I have prayed so much that I am nearly exhausted from praying that I continue.
The pain that I have endured has been overwhelming. I have never been suicidal, but I have prayed fervently that God would take my life or exchange it for another. I have pleaded with God to send a chariot like you did for Elijah to take me from this life.. That’s the kind of pain that has existed in my mind in my body.
The last three years have been so difficult. It’s difficult for me to describe the pain that exist in my heart and my mind and my body. My only relief is when I sleep unless of course my dreams get to me.
If God keeps our tears in a bottle, then he must have 1 million bottles with my name on it. If he comforts the brokenhearted, I’m still waiting. The pain has been so difficult that I have had thoughts of death. I hate even talking like that because I’ve always been a person that was positive and forward-looking.
I still love my wife.
No, I am not bitter or hateful to her. I am pleading with God for reconciliation. I stand prepared to forgive my wife for what she’s done to me. Honestly, I don’t know how she looks in the mirror at her image and goes on with her life. I can’t imagine, causing that type of pain another person‘s life.
I have often wondered why God has not reconcile my marriage. I have put everything in his hands. I have simply followed the path that is before me, trusting in God to guide my steps.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. Moving to Alaska is not an easy task, especially without a job. However, God answered my prayer and the late summer of 2024. He opened up a door and it’s really interesting to look at the providential hand of God. It’s so obvious that God brought me to Alaska.
Thus for, it’s like God brought me back to Alaska to suffer. I have to suffer tremendously in the last 15 months. The job I moved up here for ended suddenly a few months after arriving due to no fault of my own. Later, I lost another really good job. A job that was offered to me was rescinded at the last minute.
God, why? I’m not lazy. I was not late to work. I did not cause any trouble. I simply went to work and did my job like the Bible teaches us to do. Where are you at God?
Inconsistent income, has caused me to be unstable in my living arrangement. I lived in the shelter for 4.5 months. I lived in an apartment for 4.5 months, but I had to move out because the lady used it for Airbnb. I lived in the back of my van for 28 nights. I lived in a primitive basement apartment with no toilet for 4.5 months.
I have suffered tremendously. My life closely parallels the life of Job. He was a human being, so am I I have suffer tremendously, losing my wife and my children, my means of income, my sanity, etc..
I’ll look at almost everything through the lens of God‘s Providence. So, when I lost my job as a teacher, I thought to myself - “what is God up to”.
On December 29, I went to a mountain to worship God. I prepared myself to take the Lord supper while viewing Mount Denali from afar with the sunset right behind it. You can see the picture in my profile picture. It was a beautiful evening, and I wanted to go there to worship and honor God. It was -23°F and somehow mysterious I got locked out of my van. I’ve never been locked out before nor since.
I could not feel my face or my ears or my hands. I was slowly freezing to death. I tried to break the window, but could not as a last ditch effort, I ran down the hill and there was an old truck with two beautiful women sitting inside. They came up and were able to help me get into my van. I’ve often wondered if they were angels God spare my life that day. I estimate I would’ve been dead in about one hour or less.
Dear friends… I am absolutely exhausted. I can see the hand of God in various ways, but overall, I’m exhausted from the difficulties that keep finding their way to me.
For example - I’ve been unemployed since June 16 but I have kept my head above water by doing gig work. I deliver food and groceries, etc. even then, the problems came looking for me. Most recently, my van died a man volunteered to help me fix it, but he later scammed me out of $220. My van was dead and sat in the McDonald’s parking lot for nearly 10 days.
I am well educated. I have worked in ministry and teaching and sales. My background is in engineering, but I have had a difficult time finding a good job. Gig work has helped me tremendously, and I am thankful to God for it, but it does not carry with it the stability that I need.
I do not know why God has kept me on this earth. I hope someone will respond back and say he has purpose for your life. OK, very well but is that purpose to suffer in limbo? Is it to feel bad every day to the point that you want your life to end?
I’ve never had those type of thoughts that I wanted to die. It’s so weird to have them at all. I’ve had moments in my life that were really really bad and I did not want to die. I wanted to live. I wanted to thrive I wanted the American dream I wanted to live and to move on in life now, I just want to be with the Lord.
I keep coming back here asking for prayers. There have been times I’ve asked for prayers feeling absolutely 1000% bad but then soon after I felt good. It’s like God hit a button that caused me to start feeling better all of a sudden.
I have seen the hand of God. Yes, I love God with all my heart. I feel like my love for God is greater now that’s ever been. Yes, when I talk about God, I’m talking about Jesus Christ.
Also, this is a prayer request not a prayer so please stop suggesting that I’m not praying in the name of Christ or believing such. Yes, I believe in Jesus Christ. Yes, I understand the power of Jesus and his name and his authority, etc..
I have seen the hand of God.
I have lived in Alaska for 15 months and I’ve never paid for rent. Either I had a free place to stay or I lived in my van.
I thought school for approximately three months before losing that job. I then worked a temporary job for two months. Other than worked a laboratory manager position job for three weeks. Not very much, but I have been able to support myself since arriving in Alaska.
I have seen the hand of God:
Today I saw two beautiful foxes dressed in their winter apparel.
I have seen nearly 50 moose. I love moose; it’s the favorite thing for me in Alaska. I have often prayed that God would let me see a moose and usually that day or the next day I would see one. This has happened multiple times it’s like God sent the moose just the right time for me to see it.
I have seen incredible sunrises and sunsets that appear due to the location of the state on the globe. I have seen the northern lights on many occasions as a zip across the sky, reminding me of God’s incredible creative power, and demonstration.
I have worked in the gig economy. Prior to Alaska, I never worked in any gig effort. Looking back, I can see how God has used it to help me in the midst of being up here all alone. I can now make a full-time salary doing it. Even when my van broke down, I was able to secure a rental car for only $20 a day when I came to Alaska rental cars were $150 a day.
Please, dear friends, pray for me:
I need continued strength.
I need help with the pain of missing my wife and missing my children.
I need reconciliation.
In my heart, I had so hoped that my wife would reach out to me before or during Thanksgiving. She did not I think that anticipation caused me to tail spin into the current depression.
I need a really good paying job
I have the skill set and the education, but I just need the opportunity. I have tried. I have done every interview given to me. I have applied for hundreds of jobs all across the country. I just need a good opportunity.
My wife
Please, God soften her heart. As it stands, she has destroyed her marriage and her family. Our children are growing up without a dad, which is a tragedy. It is a complete tragedy, and my wife is the author of it.
In conclusion
Despite the actions of my wife, I stand prepared to forgive her. I often talk to God directly about this. I keep praying that she, I like the prodigal son, will come to herself and realize she has made a huge mistake.
Sometimes in life, we make huge mistakes, and we cannot overcome them. However, I have a forgiving heart and a desire to reconcile. I know God can use that forgiving heart to his glory.
Thank you for reading this.
Thank you for contemplating a way to pray for me. I’m truly grateful.
Maybe, just maybe something in this prayer request will give you some ideas on how to handle your own situation.
One last thing
Since my wife left me, I have probably read the psalms close to 40 times. I have read the Psalms in one day twice.
The psalms have helped me tremendously navigate my heartache.
I would be lying to you if I said I was healthy. I am not. The deep sadness has no doubt impacted me in a profound way.
I am not afraid to die. Jesus died for all of us. Jesus died for me; I long to be in his presence.
