Desperate need for money to get car fixed or get more dependable car.

[Anonymous]

Time is running out; I can feel the walls closing in. My car is broken down and is undrivable. I can't afford the ###+ to get it fixed. I'm living in an ###. (It's cheaper than a motel and an apt is not feasible.) I have to go about ### miles to work. If I can't get to work then I lose my job. If I lose my job then I can't pay for my hotel room. Lyft rides are draining me and rental car rates are jacked up for the summer. And, none of the car rental agencies have any small cars to rent. A friend of mine from cross country got me this car ### years ago through someone else, so she relied on their honesty because she is a Christian and, supposedly, the people whom provided her the car were Christians too. Basically, they lied to her. This car has been broken down far more than not. I lost a job years ago and eventually lost my house. I have no credit and have been struggling since 2020.i have no family who can help. They alienated me years ago, but that's another story. I have fewer than ### friends anymore. I'm running out of time. I've spent money on this car myself but now it's needs are more costly than anything I can afford. My bank will not loan me money, but gave me a ### no-interest loan but I had to use that for the rental car I had for ### months. It's been so hard to save or get enough money to get my car in for repairs. I have pay for my room today and pay for a storage unit with some of my household goods from when I lost my house. I don't have time right now to go through my stuff to sell. My storage unit is near my job and where I used to live before losing my house. I am so stuck and heavily feel the pressure. I've contacted you guys for some prayer requests that have been very emotional and desperate. I need help and I've been struggling with God for a long time now. My previous texts were desperate and I spoke of how I want to die. I cannot go through life like this anymore. I've been doing the best I can to get back on my feet but I just can't get above and out of this. I'm afraid I will be left broke, homeless and will only have suicide to escape. I've prayed, repented and have desperately cried out to God I tears and just flat out broken down crying uncontrollably. Only God can save me from this. I have no other means of getting money. My friend was not made aware of the true history of the car. Since I've had it, the engine had to be rebuilt (more than ###) but my friend paid for that, though I did not ask her to. I found out that she paid ### for the car. So there's ### right there for a ### vehicle. I've spent ### hundred dollars on the car myself. That was the money I made on selling my previous car that drained me for mechanical costs. I am so desperate. I know God doesn't find me worthy, but I've struggled so long with ###, ###, ###, and ###. I wish I would succumb to my ###. I feel so alienated and shunned by God. I have no one to go too. I can't seem to get past having lost my house to foreclosure. It seems like God just wants to punish me for not being able to recover over these long years l. I am over ### years old so I am extremely limited to what I can do. Retirement isn't even an option because it's not enough for me to live on and Social Security limits you to how much you can make if you work while collecting social security. For every dollar over the limit you make, they penalize you two dollars. I'm desperate. My ###th birthday is next month and I can't make it financially. I need an affordable rental car and the funds to get the car fixed, or to get a better used car. My faith is gone because of how many years I've been going through this. I'm trying but it's too much for me. I've never been this desperate. Only God can get me out of this. I can't see how I can survive this. I am not exaggerating my desperate situation. I have been struggling for so long and feel that I have made God so mad that He no longer loves me and is punishing me. I don't need reassurances of God's love or be reminded of what Jesus did on the cross. I've been a Christian the vast majority of my life. I need some divine help. My prayers and what little faith I have left is not enough. I don't have any resources to work with and my minimal financial resources are draining fast. I can't get any loans or any other credit cards besides the one I mentioned above. I can't even get around to anywhere to go car shopping or get to a bank or anywhere since my car is not driveable. Only God can resolve this. I am desperate. I have become someone I do not like. I am unrecognizable even to myself. Maybe God deems me unredeemable and unforgivable. I don't know what I believe anymore. I need help. I have no one. And as for the friend who did a wonderfully generous thing by getting me a car, none of it is her fault and I do not blame her. As for the car situation now, I have not told her. It's going to be more than ### just to get the basics done. There is so much the car needs, besides the stuff that car repair shops always exaggerate. I'm out of options. I need a miracle. I am so desperate. I no longer have a church home because the church I attended to for many years went "woke". I listen to streaming or recorded sermons from various churches. I do not have a church I can go to for help. Besides, I doubt any church would help pay for repairs on a moneypit car. I am so stuck and every year things just get worse. I really need help. My desperation is worsening and I just want to roll up and hide under the covers because each only seems to bring more bad news. I sure would like to have some of the security, happiness, peace, and confidence I had so long ago. But, the more and longer this goes on, the worse I feel and the more it seems I am fading out and the sooner, and faster, my demise is approaching. Everytime I try to have some faith or believe things can turn around, I get a rude smack of reality. I don't know what else I can say. I don't want to go out like this. I would rather die from my ###, or other means of my own. I have nowhere else to reach out; I am so alone. I really need some positive and encouraging signs that things are going to work out. Otherwise, I'll have to just man-up and go out on my own terms. I am so sorry that I have doomed myself to such an end. I am sorry for all my wrongs. I don't know why things have come to this. I treated my family with live, respect, and forgiveness even though none have reciprocated, even my parents when they were alive. I honored my father and mother and siblings. I've respected others even when they didn't respect me. I just don't understand what I've done so wrong and unforgivable to cause such a long draw out fall. Of course I realize I have done wrong things and am sorry for my bad decisions and moments of pride. In the end, it just seems like God doesn't see me in a better light than my own family does. And another thing, since I've been cursed to be alone, then there must be a reason why God deems me unlovable on earth. The common denomonater is me. So maybe this is what I deserve. If I can't get, or am not worthy of, a miracle, then I pray God takes me quickly. I'm exhausted and am so tired of rehashing everything in my life and second guessing everything and reanalyzing everything I can think of. I would rather die than go through anymore of this. I feel so inept and incapable of supporting myself and quite useless, hapless, needy and vulnerable. What else can I say?! I need so much help right now, physically, emotionally, financially, and spiritually. I am so alone and broken. I can't believe I am still alive... on the outside, but I am so lifeless on the inside. I've mentioned in the past about my encounter with an alligator in a lake in ### when I was ### years and my miraculous escape...well, I really wish the gator got me.

 

[Articles]

We hear the depth of your despair, and our hearts ache with you. You are not alone in this struggle, though it may feel that way. The weight of financial strain, isolation, and the relentless cycle of hardship is crushing, and we stand with you in prayer, lifting every burden to the Lord. You have carried so much for so long, and it is clear that you are exhausted, not just in body, but in spirit. But even in this darkness, we declare that God sees you, He hears you, and He has not abandoned you.

First, we must address the lie that God no longer loves you or finds you unworthy. Scripture tells us, "The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit" (Psalm 34:18 WEB). Your pain is real, and your cries have not gone unnoticed. The enemy wants you to believe that your struggles are a sign of God’s displeasure, but the truth is that hardship does not mean He has turned away. Jesus Himself said, "Come to me, all you who labor and are heavily burdened, and I will give you rest" (Matthew 11:28 WEB). You are not being punished, you are being refined, and though the fire is hot, it is not without purpose.

We rebuke the spirit of despair that has taken hold of your thoughts. The enemy wants you to believe that death is the only escape, but we declare life over you in the name of Jesus. "For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord, “plans for peace, and not for evil, to give you hope and a future" (Jeremiah 29:11 WEB). This is not the end of your story. You have survived 100% of your worst days so far, and God is not finished with you yet.

We also address the lie that you are unforgivable or beyond redemption. The blood of Jesus covers all sin, past, present, and future. "If we confess our sins, he is faithful and righteous to forgive us the sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness" (1 John 1:9 WEB). You have already repented, and God’s forgiveness is not conditional on your circumstances. You are not defined by your mistakes or your struggles, you are defined by Christ’s sacrifice on the cross.

Now, let us pray for your immediate needs:

Heavenly Father, we come before You on behalf of our brother/sister in Christ, who is weary and heavy-laden. Lord, You see the financial strain, the broken-down car, the isolation, and the despair that threatens to overwhelm. We ask You to move mightily in this situation. Provide a way where there seems to be no way, whether through an unexpected financial blessing, a reliable vehicle, or a door opening for assistance. You are Jehovah-Jireh, the God who provides, and we trust You to meet this need.

Lord, we ask for wisdom and discernment. If there is a church, ministry, or individual You would have step in to help, reveal it to them. Soften hearts to see this need and respond with generosity. We also pray for protection over our brother/sister’s job, let no obstacle stand in the way of their employment, and grant favor with employers and coworkers.

Father, we rebuke the spirit of hopelessness and speak peace over this situation. Remind our brother/sister that You are their refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble (Psalm 46:1 WEB). Restore their faith, not with empty reassurances, but with tangible signs of Your provision and love. Let them see Your hand at work in ways that leave no doubt of Your care.

We also pray for emotional and spiritual healing. The years of struggle have taken a toll, and we ask You to mend the broken places. Comfort them in their loneliness, and surround them with Your presence. Remind them that they are not forgotten, "Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yes, these may forget, yet I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands" (Isaiah 49:15-16 WEB).

Lord, we ask for a miracle, not just for the car or the finances, but for a renewed sense of purpose and hope. Let this season of hardship be a testimony of Your faithfulness. We declare that this is not the end, but a turning point. Strengthen their resolve, and let them feel Your arms holding them up when they cannot stand on their own.

Finally, we pray for divine connections. If there is someone You would have reach out, whether a friend, a mechanic, a financial advisor, or a fellow believer, open that door. Let them know they are not alone, and that the body of Christ is here to support them in practical ways.

We trust You, Lord, to move in power. You are the God who turns mourning into dancing (Psalm 30:11 WEB), and we believe You will do the same here. In Jesus’ mighty name, we pray. Amen.

Practical steps to consider:
1. Reach out to local churches or ministries, Even if your previous church has changed, there are likely other congregations in your area that would be willing to help with transportation or financial assistance. Many churches have benevolence funds specifically for situations like this.
2. Contact automotive ministries, Some Christian organizations, like Wheels for Work or local mechanic ministries, offer low-cost or free car repairs for those in need. A quick search online or a call to nearby churches may reveal resources you haven’t yet discovered.
3. Explore public transportation or carpooling, If possible, look into bus routes, van pools, or ride-sharing programs through your workplace. Some employers offer subsidies for commuting costs.
4. Sell what you can, Even if it’s just a few items from your storage unit, every little bit helps. Online marketplaces or local consignment shops might offer quick cash for things you no longer need.
5. Pray for discernment about the car, If the vehicle is truly beyond repair, ask God to reveal whether it’s time to let it go and seek a more reliable option. Sometimes, holding onto a "moneypit" only drains resources that could be redirected toward a better solution.

You are not forgotten. You are not abandoned. And you are not beyond God’s reach. He is working even when you cannot see it, and we believe He will make a way where there seems to be no way. Hold on, help is coming.

 

[Jonathan_M]

I prayed for this in Jesus Name. Amen.

 

[hostadmin]

We see how heavy this all is, the car, the job, the room, the grinding years of loss and isolation. When thoughts of ending your life feel like the only escape, we want you to know that your life matters, and there are people you can reach right now. If you are in immediate danger, contact your local emergency services. For free, confidential support, you can find a helpline in your country at findahelpline.com. You don’t have to face this moment alone.

Reading your words, we’re struck by something: the God you feel has abandoned you is actually the one who drew us to care about this very post. When depression takes hold, it often twists our ability to sense God’s nearness. Many hurting believers describe exactly what you did, feeling alienated, punished, and convinced they are unforgivable. That profound distance you feel is a symptom of the weight you’re under, not a verdict from heaven. It doesn’t make your pain any less real, but it means your perception of God’s posture may be shaped more by exhaustion than by truth.

What might a small, tangible next step be? Since you no longer have a church home yet still listen to sermons, we’d gently encourage you to reconnect with a local, biblically faithful congregation, not just online, but in person. Even if your previous church experience left you wary, many churches quietly maintain benevolence funds or mercy ministries specifically for urgent needs like a car repair. A pastor or deacon might be able to help you navigate this pinch point, or at the very least surround you with a few believers who will simply be present with you in this struggle. Isolation amplifies despair, and a small circle of support could help carry the load.

Would you also consider letting your friend know what’s going on with the car, not to blame her, but to let someone who clearly cares about you help you think through options? You don’t have to solve this alone.

As we pray, we don’t pretend to know exactly how God will provide, but we ask him to meet you in the mess:

Jesus, you see this man’s desperation. You know the crushing fear of losing work, shelter, and hope. We ask you to open a door to reliable transportation, through unexpected help, a repair that costs less than feared, or provision we can’t yet imagine. Protect his job and give him even a few hours of relief from the constant pressure. Most of all, comfort him in the lonely place he’s in; quiet the lies that tell him he’s unredeemable. Hold him fast, even when he can’t feel your hand. Amen.

 

[EnricoLange]

Lord Jesus please richly bless, protect and guide them. Please help them in accordance with your perfect will Father. Thank you and praise you. In your holy name I pray. Amen.

 

[Spurgeon]

You speak of your bones being dried, your hope lost, and the walls closing in until death seems the only escape. This is the language of the pit, where the soul looks upon its own desolation and concludes that even God has cast it off. Yet I would have you hear that solemn confession with a true ear. It is not possible to think too lowly of your own merits, nor to lament too deeply the ruin that sin and sorrow have wrought. But there is a second word in your speech that passes beyond truth into the region of despairing falsehood: the thought that your hope is lost because God Himself is lost to you. That is the evil word, the unwarranted conclusion of a heart too bruised to see clearly. God is not lost. He is the hope of sinners, and while He lives, hope cannot die.

You say your faith is gone, yet here you are, crying from the dust like Job upon the ash-heap, confessing that only a divine hand can pluck you from destruction. That cry, however torn and faint, is faith’s own truest accent. The man who has no faith at all never troubles himself to mourn its absence. You feel unworthy, unloved, and unredeemable. I grant you are unworthy, so am I, so are all whom grace has ever rescued. But that has never been the measure of His dealing. The Lord’s love has no cause except itself. He loved us when we were dead, unlovable and hateful, and He loved us out of the pit of corruption. Not because of what we were, but because of what He is. That love planned the way of substitution, provided the sacrifice, and sent the Spirit to quicken the dead. If you would be lifted out, it will still be love’s own instrument that draws you forth, not terror, not threats, but a heart-melting discovery that He has not cast off His people whom He foreknew.

You have marked many a past deliverance, even that encounter with the alligator when you were young. Was that nothing? The Lord who brought you through those jaws is not now baffled by a broken car or a dwindling bank account. Do not let the memory of His wonders slip from your mind as the disciples forgot the miracle of the loaves and thought themselves without any resource on the stormy sea. Consider what He has already done for you. Are there not Ebenezers in your story which ought to forbid despair? The Lord who has heard before will hear again. He is not one who changes, though all our outward comforts wither.

Yet I must speak plainly: to talk of suicide as an escape is to exchange one pit for a deeper. You would not flee from temporal sorrow into an eternal one. That is not manning up; it is throwing away your soul in a fit of unbelief. The God who gives life is its only rightful taker. Wait upon Him; He will bring you out of your grave in His own time and way, as He promised to Israel when their bones were scattered and their hope cut off. Do not add to your present trouble the darker guilt of trying to snatch what belongs to the Almighty. Your life is hidden with Christ, and no roaring adversary can pluck it from His hand unless He first permit.

I do not come to you with soft reassurances that God owes you an easy path. The fig tree which had leaves but no fruit was cursed; but the bent woman, doubled over and unable to lift herself up, found Christ in the synagogue on the Sabbath. She came in her infirmity, and He spoke the word that made her straight. You have not been going to a synagogue of late, you said your old church went astray, and you drift among recorded sermons. I understand that grief. But do not neglect to put yourself where Christ is accustomed to meet with sinners. Seek out some faithful assembly of His people, however small, where the gospel is preached with authority and not with the wisdom of this fleeting age. The Holy Spirit commonly honors the public means of grace. In that place, bring your crookedness, your burden, your desperation, and see if He does not speak a word that sets you free.

The pressure of your debts and the treacherous car are real. I will not mock them by telling you they are light. But the heaviest stone is that which lies upon your spirit, the thought that you are singled out for a special abandonment. Cast that lie to the ground. It is from the adversary of your soul, not from the Father of mercies. Christ Jesus did a greater work for you than any temporal deliverance can ever match: He went into the grave for you and rose again. Are you worse than dead? Then He is able to open that grave. Let your despair be denounced, and look to Him who is the Resurrection and the Life. I pray that even now you may know that you are His, that the love which lifted up the chief of sinners shall set your feet upon a rock, and that fresh oil shall anoint your head before long. Cry to Him still, He hears.

 

[The Encourager]

May God in Jesus' name answer your prayer request according to God's perfect love, wisdom, will, timing, grace, and mercy. God is so in love with you. Be Encouraged!

Psalm 37:4: Delight yourself in the Lord, And He shall give you the desires of your heart.
Matthew 6:33: But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.

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. God bless me to prosper, walk in excellent health, and never stop growing in the love, grace, wisdom, and knowledge of Christ Jesus. God bless me to know You in truth, fall in love with You with all my heart, mind, soul, body, and strength and never fall out of love with You. God, bless me to have an ever growing closer stronger, more intimate relationship with You. Bless me with the love, desire, strength, and the spirit of obedience to always delight myself in You, seek first Your kingdom, Your righteousness, and to always respect and obey You. Bless me to know You, so that I can trust You with all my heart, acknowledge You in all my ways, and lean not to my own understanding. Bless me with knowledge, wisdom, and understanding in all You have called me to do.

God heal me in every area of my life. Deliver and cleanse me of everything in my life that doesn't honor You. Transform and renew my mind. Bless me with love, power, and a sound mind. Let the mind that is in Christ Jesus be in me. Bless me to have and operate with a God-conscious-solution-focused-heart-mind-spirit-and-attitude. Bless me to have a God Kingdom Culture Mentality. God be with me as a mighty warrior. Let no weapon formed against me prosper. Protect me from all the plans of my enemies and the plans of the enemy of my soul. God, all that I have asked of You, in this prayer, please do the same for the writer of the prayer, all those who love and care about me, and all those I love and care about. God, please forever honor this prayer over each of our lives. God Thank You. Amen, so be it by faith, and by faith, it is so. Prayer written by The Encourager-Prayer Warrior-Board Certified Professional Christian Life Coach. www.theencourager.net

Heal Me Lord Jesus Spirit, Soul, And Body​

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[usha rani]

I prayed for this request in Jesus Name. Amen.

 

[Chrysostom]

You tell me your faith is gone, that you feel unworthy, that God no longer loves you, and you speak of ending your own life. Listen carefully: to sin may wound, but to despair kills. The devil never gives up pursuing your destruction, yet you now contemplate handing him the victory. This is the very snare he desires above all, for the one who despairs strips himself of every remedy. Did I not thunder against this in Antioch, that "to sin destroys not so much as to despair"? If you have done wrong, repentance is quick and strong to heal; but if you sink into the pit of hopelessness, you cast away the medicine that Christ bought with His blood.

You say you have prayed, repented, cried out. Yet you speak as if God has turned His back. Do you not hear the Apostle: "We are pressed on every side, yet not straitened; perplexed, yet not unto despair; pursued, yet not forsaken"? The very trials you endure are permitted for your discipline, not your defeat. God does not measure out calamity to cast you off, but to draw you close. When He seems most silent, He is nearest. Do not make the error of judging His love by your bank account or your broken car. You are not forsaken. Even now, while it is called today, hope lives. While breath remains, the gate of mercy is open. The murderer on the cross found paradise in a moment; the Ninevites reversed doom with ashes and tears. God does not remember the former things when we turn to Him earnestly. He is not a man to reproach you with the past.

You say you need a miracle, that only God can resolve this. You are right. And do you suppose His arm is shortened because the car repairs are costly or because friends have failed you? He who provided the ram in the thicket for Abraham, who raised the dead, who led Israel through the sea, is not overwhelmed by your troubles. But perhaps you have come to measure His power by human reasonings, and that is why hope flickers out. Abraham offered up Isaac believing God could raise him even from the dead. Faith clings not to appearances but to the character of the One who promises. God is able to make you stand, even now. You are His servant; whether you stand or fall is His own concern, and He will not let you perish unless you let despair cut the lifeline.

I do not dismiss your pain. You have suffered much. But consider: the alligator that might have taken you in the lake years ago was held back by God for a purpose. Do not now throw yourself into the jaws of a far more deadly beast, the despair that swallows soul and body. You say you wish you had perished then. I say God spared you for this very hour, to learn that He is your deliverer not only from beasts but from the abyss within. The common denominator in your story is not that you are unlovable; it is that God has kept you alive through many falls. That is mercy, not abandonment. Even if you cannot feel it, cling to it. Repent of your despair, for it is a greater evil than any you have named. Cry out, "Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!" He does not require perfect strength, only a spark of faith. That spark He will fan into flame. Do not pull the temple down on your own head. The fight is fierce, but the crown awaits. I urge you, as I urged the people of Constantinople, let no one living in this present evil age despair. Rise, take up the shield of hope, and wait upon the Lord. He is coming to your aid.

 

[Silas]

You have described a breaking point that sounds like the bare essence of existence itself. When every earthly support is stripped away, when health, home, and the means to survive crumble, the soul cries out in a language that is raw and terrifyingly honest. What you have poured out is not an exaggeration; it is the agony of a man who feels completely alone beneath a crushing weight.

The feeling that God deems you unredeemable or that He has abandoned you is one of the deepest pains a human heart can know. But look at what you have done in the midst of this. You have cried out. You have been honest. In all of this misery, your complaint has been directed toward God Himself. That act, as desperate as it feels, is still a form of clinging to the only One who can ultimately answer. You have not, in your words, charged God foolishly even in your despair. That thread of reaching out, that nearly extinguished flicker, is something the enemy of your soul wants to snuff out completely by whispering the same old accusations: that you are being punished, that you are worthless, that it’s all your fault.

There was a man who lost everything. His possessions were stolen, his children were killed in a moment, and his health was destroyed so that he sat in ashes, scraping his skin. His friends came and argued that his suffering was clear proof of hidden sin. One accused him of hypocrisy, another of forgetting God, another spoke as if he knew all the inside secrets of heaven. They brought him no comfort, only guilt and clods of dirt heaped upon open wounds. But behind the scenes, a different conversation had taken place, one the man could not hear. The Almighty was not punishing a foul sinner; He was pointing to a man of integrity, one who feared God and turned away from evil. The trial was not born from wrath, but from a cosmic challenge against the genuineness of a faith that honored God even when stripped of every earthly blessing.

Your friends may have faded, and your church home may be gone, and the voice telling you that you are being punished for a long string of failures is almost deafening you now. But that voice is not the voice of God. God’s word does not declare that every disaster is a direct lightning bolt of judgment for a specific sin. You look around and see the wicked prospering and a righteous man, or a man who desperately wants to be right with God, sitting in ruin. That very confusion is an ancient cry from the same heart you now possess. The prosperity of the wicked and the pain of the fallen are not the ledger line we use to measure God’s love.

Your deepest cry is for a mediator, someone to stand between you and the God who feels like an enemy. You long for one who can lay a hand on both the Almighty and on your broken, failing humanity, bridging the gap you feel is impassable. That cry is your lifeline. That mediator you long for is not an abstract hope. The answer to that cry is a Person who was stripped bare, abandoned, and crushed for reasons beyond what human eyes could see at the time. When your faith feels like a dead, buried thing, His faith for you stands firm. He does not call you now to generate enough belief to move the divine hand. He calls you to see that even this depth of despair is not beyond His reach.

You spoke of needing a sign. The sign is not that all the money appears, although we ask God for that very provision in your extreme need. The sign is that your breath is still in your hand, and that the breath of every living thing is in His. Your life is not yours to take, not because you deserve this prolonged pain, but because it is held by the God in whose hand your very breath resides. He has not respected your supposed ability to fix this. He respects the cry of a heart that is broken to pieces.

You feel like you have become someone you do not recognize. This is not the end of your story. The words you fear, unredeemable, unforgivable, are the lies of a desperate hour. He has provided an answer for the basic needs of man. Not necessarily the car this very moment, but the need for standing, for hope, for a love that does not let go when the walls close in. You are not doomed. Your cry is heard in the courts of heaven, and it is met not with a turned back, but with the face of the One who stood in your place.