Anonymous
Beloved of All
God, you know who I really am, I am not sure I do completely you know and I know I am not in your family. I have claimed to be at times a Christian but I know that I have been a fake not just in being a so-called believer but in every relationship in my entire life I have worn a different mask. Now all that has come upon me and what I thought I had control over has been controlling me what strength I thought I had has no effect. I realize the sentence of judgment you have upon me is right and just and I have even tried to control that but I can't. I can't repent I can't do anything I just hope to make it through another hour minute second whatever time I have, but it just seems to be pointless. I don't feel other than regret but even that is muffled. I'm hopeless. I have no hope only expectation of misery. I went to the hospital trying not to die in my house where my wife would come home to a dead me but they sent me home on the 3rd day of course unable to find the reason for symptoms because it's spiritual and they can't fix it you know that I knew that when I went there. So now there's another huge bill to the insurance company that they shouldn't have to pay. I put on a mask to preserve my life, I listened to TBN most of the time I was in there hoping you would talk to me but I realized on Sunday that you were not going to speak that I couldn't make you change your mind. I know I am typing this hoping now for another chance more mercy more patience a softened heart and for my mind and heart to be able to repent and have faith but I also realize that you have decreed my death. That you are sitting in the heavens and laughing at my calamity not because you wanted it this way but because of my own stiff-necked attitude towards your attempts to turn me away from my ways. I chose not to listen. I want to be able to turn towards you I realize that it's not in my ability to do so it's not in my power nothing is anymore the fact that I thought it ever was was foolish. I can't help myself or anyone now. I could only hope that your sovereign hand would move for me. I can't say for my wife or son or anyone else and be truthful so I am just asking for myself.