Justbecause5
Humble Prayer Warrior
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
In early February 2019, my family and I moved to Alaska to begin work with a small church.
In May 2022, my wife bought a ticket for herself and my daughter to go overseas to visit family. They would leave in mid September 2022.
In August 2022, my job in Alaska was complete and I had secured a teaching position in Texas, my home state. So, my sons and I left for Texas. We went there to begin my new job and to set up a new home for our family.
After I left for Texas, my wife canceled her trip and hired an attorney. Together, they went to court and convinced the judge that I had sewing my sons and taking them across state lines. It was all a lie. I was 5000 miles away in Texas and knew nothing about it.
The judge gave my wife permission to go get the boys and bring them back. She did I was in my class working and a secretly came into the school and took my sons away. I have not seen them since It was one of the most painful days of my life.
It’s painful when you are stabbed in the back by your wife. I immediately begin praying fervently that God would do something to help me. I pleaded with him to take me back to Alaska.
God made provision for me in various ways. Finally, in the summer of 2024, God orchestrated a plan that made way for me to go back to Alaska. I have been offered a job to teach school and coach basketball. However, despite efforts, I was unable to find a place to live in a car to drive. Nonetheless, I left on August 19, 2024, walking by faith and not by sight.
I was convinced that God had answered my prayer. Thus, I was confident that he would provide. He did. I was also confident that God was orchestrating things to bring my family back together. So far, that is not happened.
I have now been back in Alaska for over 18 months. I have suffered in almost every way possible since my arrival back in August 2024. I have lost two really good paying jobs. I have lived in the homeless shelter and in the back of my van for 28 nights.
Today, is February 19, 2026.
I have not worked a real job since June 16, 2025. I have supported myself through gig work. I have gotten so good at it that I’ve been able to produce a full-time salary. Thank you God for your providential care.
Also, I have not paid one dollar in rent since I came to Alaska. I do not say that to brag; I have not lived in luxury by any stretch, but I have had a place to live (Matt 6:33).
These days, when something bad happens to me or something that causes me to pause, I automatically think that God is working on my behalf. A door was shut, God must be working. A door is shut, God must have something better I am convinced of God‘s working in my life each and every day.
Here is my dilemma:
On March 5, 2026, I need to move out of my studio apartment. As it stands right now, I have nowhere to go.
I am contemplating a move back to Texas and back to my dad’s house; however, it seemed like all of this trip to Alaska was in vain if my family is not reconciled.
I am trusting that God will provide, but I do not know how he will. Just as when I boarded the flight from California to Alaska, I literally had no place to live in no car to drive.
Also, the mechanic told me two days ago that I should not be driving my van anymore. It’s got a lot of problems that would probably cost $10,000 to fix. I do not have that kind of money. So, my driving must be limited.
Honestly, I do not know what to do
I am praying fervently about it. And my time back in Alaska, I feel like my love for God has grown tremendously. I also feel like my faith has grown tremendously. Maybe that was the purpose in God bring me back to this place.
However, I am a human being. I’m doing the best I can.
I love my wife. She has done some really bad things to me. I have prayed probably 1 million times for alone. I trust that God has been working in her heart and moving the mountains. I’ve asked him to move.
I’m not a perfect man, but I’ve always been a forgiving man. I stand prepared to forgive my wife and love her like Jesus loved us. That’s my sincere desire and goal.
However, there is a reality in my situation. As it stands right now, the only real open door I have is to go back to Texas. It’s a $600 flight and that’s about it. Of course, when I get there, I will not have a job or a car to drive.
I don’t know what to do, God. Please lead me. Please show me what to do. Please open up a door that I cannot shut.
I love my children with every ounce of my being. I dream about them almost every day, and it causes me to wake up in tears. I miss him so much. I can’t believe my wife has done this to me, knowing that I love my children so much.
God, please help me!
The thing that has helped me the most is reading the psalms. I read the psalms over 30 times in the last two years.
I also pray without ceasing. If you see my lips moving, it’s because I’m probably praying. I pray nonstop all day long. I am constantly in prayer thanking God and asking him for guidance.
If you would pray for me, I would greatly appreciate it. Thank you so much.
In early February 2019, my family and I moved to Alaska to begin work with a small church.
In May 2022, my wife bought a ticket for herself and my daughter to go overseas to visit family. They would leave in mid September 2022.
In August 2022, my job in Alaska was complete and I had secured a teaching position in Texas, my home state. So, my sons and I left for Texas. We went there to begin my new job and to set up a new home for our family.
After I left for Texas, my wife canceled her trip and hired an attorney. Together, they went to court and convinced the judge that I had sewing my sons and taking them across state lines. It was all a lie. I was 5000 miles away in Texas and knew nothing about it.
The judge gave my wife permission to go get the boys and bring them back. She did I was in my class working and a secretly came into the school and took my sons away. I have not seen them since It was one of the most painful days of my life.
It’s painful when you are stabbed in the back by your wife. I immediately begin praying fervently that God would do something to help me. I pleaded with him to take me back to Alaska.
God made provision for me in various ways. Finally, in the summer of 2024, God orchestrated a plan that made way for me to go back to Alaska. I have been offered a job to teach school and coach basketball. However, despite efforts, I was unable to find a place to live in a car to drive. Nonetheless, I left on August 19, 2024, walking by faith and not by sight.
I was convinced that God had answered my prayer. Thus, I was confident that he would provide. He did. I was also confident that God was orchestrating things to bring my family back together. So far, that is not happened.
I have now been back in Alaska for over 18 months. I have suffered in almost every way possible since my arrival back in August 2024. I have lost two really good paying jobs. I have lived in the homeless shelter and in the back of my van for 28 nights.
Today, is February 19, 2026.
I have not worked a real job since June 16, 2025. I have supported myself through gig work. I have gotten so good at it that I’ve been able to produce a full-time salary. Thank you God for your providential care.
Also, I have not paid one dollar in rent since I came to Alaska. I do not say that to brag; I have not lived in luxury by any stretch, but I have had a place to live (Matt 6:33).
These days, when something bad happens to me or something that causes me to pause, I automatically think that God is working on my behalf. A door was shut, God must be working. A door is shut, God must have something better I am convinced of God‘s working in my life each and every day.
Here is my dilemma:
On March 5, 2026, I need to move out of my studio apartment. As it stands right now, I have nowhere to go.
I am contemplating a move back to Texas and back to my dad’s house; however, it seemed like all of this trip to Alaska was in vain if my family is not reconciled.
I am trusting that God will provide, but I do not know how he will. Just as when I boarded the flight from California to Alaska, I literally had no place to live in no car to drive.
Also, the mechanic told me two days ago that I should not be driving my van anymore. It’s got a lot of problems that would probably cost $10,000 to fix. I do not have that kind of money. So, my driving must be limited.
Honestly, I do not know what to do
I am praying fervently about it. And my time back in Alaska, I feel like my love for God has grown tremendously. I also feel like my faith has grown tremendously. Maybe that was the purpose in God bring me back to this place.
However, I am a human being. I’m doing the best I can.
I love my wife. She has done some really bad things to me. I have prayed probably 1 million times for alone. I trust that God has been working in her heart and moving the mountains. I’ve asked him to move.
I’m not a perfect man, but I’ve always been a forgiving man. I stand prepared to forgive my wife and love her like Jesus loved us. That’s my sincere desire and goal.
However, there is a reality in my situation. As it stands right now, the only real open door I have is to go back to Texas. It’s a $600 flight and that’s about it. Of course, when I get there, I will not have a job or a car to drive.
I don’t know what to do, God. Please lead me. Please show me what to do. Please open up a door that I cannot shut.
I love my children with every ounce of my being. I dream about them almost every day, and it causes me to wake up in tears. I miss him so much. I can’t believe my wife has done this to me, knowing that I love my children so much.
God, please help me!
The thing that has helped me the most is reading the psalms. I read the psalms over 30 times in the last two years.
I also pray without ceasing. If you see my lips moving, it’s because I’m probably praying. I pray nonstop all day long. I am constantly in prayer thanking God and asking him for guidance.
If you would pray for me, I would greatly appreciate it. Thank you so much.
