Justbecause5
Prayer Warrior
“By You I have been upheld (sustained) from birth; You are He who took me out of my mother’s womb. My praise shall be continually of You (PS 71:6).”
It is 4:35 AM. N### in the primitive apartment. Living in the primitive apartment is much better than the van. I’m thankful to God for it.
Last Monday, I lost my job. The more I think about it, it drives me crazy because the previous manager was not a good person. It was completely unfair what he did to me.
I was so convinced that God gave me that job. I was praising him every day for it. Now, it’s gone. A few minutes ago, I thought maybe God was saving me from something. If so, why did he give it to me in the first place? Who am I to question God?
A good paying job was so necessary to help me in my situation. God gave me that job, I thought, but now it’s gone. Now what?
I was told HR is doing an internal investigation. I’m not even sure I know what that means. Honestly, I doubt anything will be done. However, the judge of all the Earth will do right.
That job gave me a reason to get up every day. It was the answer to my prayers. Now, it’s gone and I have no idea what I will do.
I am amazed that I have this free primitive apartment. The timing is incredible. It’s like God knew that I was going to lose that job and so to get me out of the van he gave me this apartment. Otherwise, I would have been stuck in the van for who knows how long.
Yesterday, I did some DoorDash. DD is not the same as it was before. I think the market is filled with Dashers and so good orders are hit & miss whereas before I could make $100 in three hours. I hope that it will get back to that eventually.
I need God to intervene. I’m not ashamed of anything I did in the previous job. I did everything that I was supposed to do and then some. And now it’s gone. Life is so unfair sometimes.
Faith is tested. God is making me stronger. It’s hard to be made stronger if everything is perfect with no complaints. So, I’m confident that God is making me a better person in the wait. We may not know what God is doing, but we are confident that our heavenly father is doing right.
I am tired. I am exhausted. I am so exhausted. It’s painful. I feel hopeless and hapless. God, please give me strength.
Have you ever seen one of those pictures of a bomb? The bomb is round and the string is sticking out of it. And the end of the string is on fire. And slowly, but surely the fire gets closer and closer to the round bomb. It feels like me. Each day, my whole entire life could explode. It’s amazing how important money is in our society in just functioning.
Today, I will spend more time in prayer and reading the psalms. I love them so.
Please pray for me:
God I need strength.
God, I need a really good job.
God, I need my family back together as one.
God make me whole again.
Thank you!
It is 4:35 AM. N### in the primitive apartment. Living in the primitive apartment is much better than the van. I’m thankful to God for it.
Last Monday, I lost my job. The more I think about it, it drives me crazy because the previous manager was not a good person. It was completely unfair what he did to me.
I was so convinced that God gave me that job. I was praising him every day for it. Now, it’s gone. A few minutes ago, I thought maybe God was saving me from something. If so, why did he give it to me in the first place? Who am I to question God?
A good paying job was so necessary to help me in my situation. God gave me that job, I thought, but now it’s gone. Now what?
I was told HR is doing an internal investigation. I’m not even sure I know what that means. Honestly, I doubt anything will be done. However, the judge of all the Earth will do right.
That job gave me a reason to get up every day. It was the answer to my prayers. Now, it’s gone and I have no idea what I will do.
I am amazed that I have this free primitive apartment. The timing is incredible. It’s like God knew that I was going to lose that job and so to get me out of the van he gave me this apartment. Otherwise, I would have been stuck in the van for who knows how long.
Yesterday, I did some DoorDash. DD is not the same as it was before. I think the market is filled with Dashers and so good orders are hit & miss whereas before I could make $100 in three hours. I hope that it will get back to that eventually.
I need God to intervene. I’m not ashamed of anything I did in the previous job. I did everything that I was supposed to do and then some. And now it’s gone. Life is so unfair sometimes.
Faith is tested. God is making me stronger. It’s hard to be made stronger if everything is perfect with no complaints. So, I’m confident that God is making me a better person in the wait. We may not know what God is doing, but we are confident that our heavenly father is doing right.
I am tired. I am exhausted. I am so exhausted. It’s painful. I feel hopeless and hapless. God, please give me strength.
Have you ever seen one of those pictures of a bomb? The bomb is round and the string is sticking out of it. And the end of the string is on fire. And slowly, but surely the fire gets closer and closer to the round bomb. It feels like me. Each day, my whole entire life could explode. It’s amazing how important money is in our society in just functioning.
Today, I will spend more time in prayer and reading the psalms. I love them so.
Please pray for me:
God I need strength.
God, I need a really good job.
God, I need my family back together as one.
God make me whole again.
Thank you!