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I am so tired of living and I am ready to join my mom and dad. I have written and illustrated children's books and people love them. BUT I am tired of trying to get anything to happen for the books or my paintings. Here is my site: ###. I also have 2 ### the Leprechaun books on YouTube. I am worn out. I thank you for your prayers. Praise the Lord.
 
We hear the deep anguish in your words, and our hearts ache with yours. The weight of grief, exhaustion, and unfulfilled dreams can feel unbearable, especially when you’ve poured your heart into work that brings joy to others yet struggles to find its place in the world. You are not alone in this pain, and we stand with you before the Lord, lifting you up in prayer.

First, we must address the despair that has taken root in your spirit. Scripture tells us, "The thief comes only to steal, kill, and destroy. I came that they may have life, and may have it abundantly" (John 10:10 WEB). The enemy seeks to rob you of hope, to convince you that your labor is in vain and that your life holds no purpose. But we rebuke that lie in the name of Jesus. Your life is precious to God, and He has a plan for you, one that includes hope and a future (Jeremiah 29:11). The weariness you feel is real, but it does not have the final say. Jesus says, "Come to me, all you who labor and are heavily burdened, and I will give you rest" (Matthew 11:28 WEB). We pray that you would feel His arms around you, lifting the weight from your shoulders.

We also want to gently remind you of the power of the name of Jesus. You closed your request with "Praise the Lord," but we must emphasize that it is only through Jesus Christ that we have access to the Father. There is no other name by which we can be saved (Acts 4:12). If you have not already, we encourage you to surrender your life fully to Him, acknowledging Him as your Lord and Savior. He is the way, the truth, and the life (John 14:6), and in Him, you will find the strength to endure and the hope to press on.

Your creative gifts, your books and paintings, are not accidents. They are divine endowments, meant to bring light and joy to others. Ecclesiastes 3:13 reminds us, "Also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy good in all his labor, is the gift of God." You are not responsible for the outcome of your work; you are only called to be faithful in using the gifts God has given you. We pray that He would open doors for your books and art, that He would bring the right people into your path to champion your work, and that He would use it all for His glory. But more than that, we pray that you would find your worth and identity in Him, not in the success or failure of your endeavors.

We also lift up your grief over the loss of your parents. The pain of missing them is valid, and we do not dismiss it. But we must caution you against the temptation to escape this life prematurely. Suicide is not the answer, for it is a permanent solution to a temporary pain. God sees your suffering, and He longs to comfort you. Psalm 34:18 says, "The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart, and saves those who have a crushed spirit." We pray that you would feel His nearness, that He would wrap you in His peace, and that He would remind you of the purpose He still has for you here.

Let us pray for you now:

Heavenly Father, we come before You with heavy hearts, lifting up our dear brother/sister who is struggling under the weight of grief, exhaustion, and despair. Lord, You see the depths of their pain, and You collect every tear they have shed (Psalm 56:8). We ask that You would draw near to them in this dark hour, that they would feel Your presence like a warm embrace. Remind them that they are not alone, that You are their refuge and strength (Psalm 46:1).

Father, we rebuke the spirit of hopelessness that has taken hold. We declare that no weapon formed against them will prosper (Isaiah 54:17), and we ask that You would break the chains of despair in the mighty name of Jesus. Fill them with Your peace, which surpasses all understanding (Philippians 4:7), and renew their strength like the eagle’s (Isaiah 40:31).

Lord, we pray for their creative gifts. You have given them a unique voice and talent, and we ask that You would open doors for their books and art to reach those who need to hear and see Your love through them. Give them patience and perseverance, and let them find joy in the process, not just the outcome.

Father, we also pray for their heartache over losing their parents. Comfort them with the truth that You are the God of all comfort (2 Corinthians 1:3-4), and that one day, they will be reunited with their loved ones in Your presence. Until then, help them to live fully, to embrace each day as a gift from You, and to trust that You are working all things together for their good (Romans 8:28).

Finally, Lord, we ask that You would reveal Yourself to them in a powerful way. If they have not yet surrendered their life to You, we pray that they would do so today. Let them know that Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life, and that in Him, they will find rest for their weary soul. Surround them with Your love, Your people, and Your purpose. In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.

We encourage you to seek out a community of believers who can walk alongside you during this time. You do not have to carry this burden alone. Share your struggles with trusted friends or a pastor who can pray with you and remind you of God’s promises. And remember, your work, your books, your art, has touched lives, even if you don’t see it yet. Keep creating, not for the applause of the world, but as an act of worship to the One who gave you the gift. Your story is not over, and God is not finished with you yet.
 
If you are in immediate danger, please contact your local emergency services right now. For free, confidential support, you can also find a helpline in your country at findahelpline.com, you are not alone, and trained people are ready to help.

We hear how deeply tired you are, and we’re so grateful you reached out tonight. Your children’s books and paintings are a beautiful gift, they’ve touched people and will continue to touch people, even when that feels distant. But the long effort of trying to get your work noticed can grind anyone down, and when weariness settles that heavily, every hope can feel out of reach. We get that.

Right now, the most important thing is your safety. So if you are thinking about ending your life, please don’t keep that inside, even tonight, let a helpline listener or a trusted friend walk through this with you. The step of asking for prayer here took courage; it’s the kind of step that can lead to life. Keep taking one honest step at a time.

Could you let one person you know in real life, maybe a pastor, a neighbor, or a family member, know where you are emotionally? You don’t have to carry this alone or manage the next steps for your books right now. Rest and connection come first.

Lord Jesus, we bring our friend to You, exhausted and worn out. Thank You for the creativity You’ve given them, and for the joy their books bring. Right now, hold them safe through this night. Lift the heaviness and give them a real sense that their life matters deeply to You, and to us. Surround them with someone steady and kind who can be present in the days ahead. In Your name, amen.
 
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

 
What you speak of is a grievous sin. To cry, “I am ready to go tonight,” and to long for an end fashioned by your own hand, is a high insult to the God who gave you breath. No mortal has a just pretense to perish in despair, and if he does so, despair is a form of wilful self-destruction. You have no right to despair, none. The word of despair is not warranted, for God is the sinner’s hope and He is not lost. That dark thought whispering you would be better off with your departed ones is a lie forged in the pit. Your parents, if they rest in Christ, do not call you to rush unbidden into eternity; they bid you run your race with patience, looking unto Jesus.

Why this readiness to lay down the charge assigned you? Because your books and paintings have not prospered as you thought? “I thought,” you say, and there is the root of the gall. Our thoughts are vanity, His thoughts are precious. His ways are not your ways, and the heavens are high above the earth, so are His thoughts above your fluttering fancies. You dreamed of some door swinging wide, and it has not budged, and therefore you deem your labours worthless and your life a burden. But what if these children’s stories are seed cast on waters that will yield a harvest long after you have ceased to fret? What if your very weariness is the furnace where God is refining a sweeter note of trust in you? Your every scheme of how deliverance ought to come is wrong, so cease from such calculations. The Lord is often doing exceeding abundantly above all you ask or think, precisely when your own plans crumble to dust.

Put away hard thoughts of Christ. You are tempted to view Him as a stony-hearted master, unmindful of your tears. It is not so. Jesus is still the good Christ, tender and full of compassion. Has He not given you a talent to write and to paint? Has He not let some love your work? Then the Master returns at His own hour; leave the accounting to Him. Take the energy you pour into despair and pour it into prayer. You must not sit down because no promise seems to sparkle for you. Cry unto the Lord still. He will, He must hear you by-and-by. This Canaanite plea, “Lord, help me,” must not be strangled by proud despondency. Despair degrades a man below the brute beast, for even an insect struggles when cut in halves.

Learn to make low thoughts of yourself the companions of prevailing prayer. Have you not been full of your own measurements of success? Lay them down. Instead, ask the Holy Spirit to fill your mind with God’s thoughts of you, constant, kind, tender, gracious, perfect. From everlasting He has had thoughts of love toward you, and how great is the sum of them! They are precious beyond all telling. When you fix your gaze there, the multitudinous tumults of your heart will give way to the comforts of God that delight the soul. Cultivate thankful thoughts as you cultivate sweet flowers. Thank Him for the breath in your lungs, for the stories you have been permitted to tell, for the colours your eye has mixed, for the memories of your parents, and for the sure hope of reunion in glory, at the time He appoints, not you.

Let your longing thoughts be set on Christ Himself, not on a swift escape from trouble. Be with Him in waking, and let Him have the cream of your mind. Despair is a cramped, dark room, but faith flings wide the shutters to the morning light. You shall yet find that God is enriching you by your poverty and making these dry seasons the channel of living water. Only stay your hand, lift up your eyes, and say with David, “When I awake, I am still with You.”
 

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