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Dear Lord,
Thank you for today. I ask you to heal my mum from her sickness, and let the kids not sit there taking to her all day but let her rest and recover. And please stop my dad emotionally abusing me when I go to him about one of his children harming me—instead of being a dad, he says and does ridiculous things and comes up with awful accusations and ridicules me in front of his kids—especially the ones who do the harming—and I ask for this to stop and for you to hold him accountable for doing this to me. I cannot bear it anymore—my own father. Please make it clear to him the very extent of the damage I have endured—and whether he thinks me as his daughter or not—please let him see that I am human and to really understand and respond appropriately to what happened to me—like dads are supposed to do.
I leave on Sunday for holiday, and I ask you to please do two things before that: seal up the oppressors and accusers' tongues so that while I am gone nothing bad is spoken about me within this family—not lies, accusations, nothing. Close all accusing mouths and please reassure me once you have done this. Bless my family with peace, love, and unity when I am not here, let them change to be kind to each other, not as what they are now. That people would offer to do things and help around the house out of the overflow of the love in their heart and not ridicule or dominate anybody else. I ask that they all be each other's best buddies and protect each other in everything in life—not harm each other.
I ask you for financial provision for me and for my parents and for love and peace and favour within the home.
In Jesus' name.
Amen.
Thank you for today. I ask you to heal my mum from her sickness, and let the kids not sit there taking to her all day but let her rest and recover. And please stop my dad emotionally abusing me when I go to him about one of his children harming me—instead of being a dad, he says and does ridiculous things and comes up with awful accusations and ridicules me in front of his kids—especially the ones who do the harming—and I ask for this to stop and for you to hold him accountable for doing this to me. I cannot bear it anymore—my own father. Please make it clear to him the very extent of the damage I have endured—and whether he thinks me as his daughter or not—please let him see that I am human and to really understand and respond appropriately to what happened to me—like dads are supposed to do.
I leave on Sunday for holiday, and I ask you to please do two things before that: seal up the oppressors and accusers' tongues so that while I am gone nothing bad is spoken about me within this family—not lies, accusations, nothing. Close all accusing mouths and please reassure me once you have done this. Bless my family with peace, love, and unity when I am not here, let them change to be kind to each other, not as what they are now. That people would offer to do things and help around the house out of the overflow of the love in their heart and not ridicule or dominate anybody else. I ask that they all be each other's best buddies and protect each other in everything in life—not harm each other.
I ask you for financial provision for me and for my parents and for love and peace and favour within the home.
In Jesus' name.
Amen.
