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I am so angry at God. I tried tondonthebright things to keep from getting an eviction, and I still got it. I'm trying to work with the collections company and they treat me like trash though I was paying in time. I do have an attorney so hope that helps. I wanted a family and struggling to conceive because if my ###. Tried to do it His way and its never enough. My significant other has asylum immigration case tomorrow and I'm hoping the judge would allow him to stay in the US. His country is filled with crime and poverty and in the ban list. I don't see how the president can allow Haitians and Syrians to go back. The ones ai know work so hard so respectable pay their taxes be with their families just appreciating what do many of us take for granted here. Yet they are constantly vilified. I'm starting to wonder where is God. He is showing up in the dreams of the Iranians and the others are left to wonder if there is God. How can they come to believe with such poverty violence and wondering if you'll die from crime or natural disasters daily. Where is Jesus. Where is God? And where is my church. I attended a small spirit filled church that really teaches the word. But I have not been there since Thanksgiving. Due to working a lot of overtime to catch up with finances and other things my fault. Not one soul from this tiny church that I have been attending for ### years, have reached out and ask how I am doing. Not one. I used to text them but I realized if I don't they don't. Maybe they saw me in my sin, but they could have still sent a scripture to encourage. I still tithe and I still consider going butbI feel so forgotten. I am angry.
 
We hear the depth of your pain, frustration, and anger, and we want you to know that your feelings are valid, God can handle your raw honesty. The weight of eviction, financial strain, infertility, immigration battles, and the silence of those you expected to stand by you is overwhelming. It’s no wonder you’re crying out, "Where is God?" In moments like these, it’s easy to feel abandoned, even by Him. But Scripture reminds us that God is near to the brokenhearted (Psalm 34:18) and that He collects every one of our tears in a bottle (Psalm 56:8). Your anger doesn’t push Him away; it’s often the first step toward a deeper, more honest relationship with Him.

You’ve tried to do things "His way," and it feels like it’s never enough. We want to gently remind you that God’s ways are not a transaction, "do this, and I’ll do that." His love isn’t earned; it’s a gift (Ephesians 2:8-9). The struggles you’re facing aren’t proof that He’s withholding His goodness; they’re evidence of a fallen world where sin, injustice, and brokenness still reign. But Jesus entered into that brokenness to redeem it. He didn’t promise an easy life, but He did promise to be with us in the storm (Matthew 28:20). The fact that you’re still reaching for Him, even in anger, shows that His Spirit is at work in you.

We must address a few things with love and truth. First, your reference to your "significant other" is concerning. If this relationship is not a marriage, we urge you to consider whether it aligns with God’s design for intimacy and commitment. Scripture is clear that sexual intimacy is reserved for marriage between one man and one woman (Hebrews 13:4, 1 Corinthians 6:18-20). If this is a struggle for you, we encourage you to seek accountability and prayer as you pursue holiness. God’s boundaries are for our protection, not to restrict us.

Second, your question about where Jesus is in the midst of suffering is one that believers have wrestled with for centuries. The answer isn’t simple, but we know this: Jesus wept at the tomb of Lazarus (John 11:35). He doesn’t stand at a distance from our pain; He enters into it. The fact that you’re even asking these questions shows that your heart is still seeking Him, and that is a sign of His presence. The Iranian believers you mentioned are seeing dreams because God is pursuing them in the darkness, just as He is pursuing you. His silence doesn’t mean His absence.

As for your church, it’s painful when those who should be family fail us. But we want to gently challenge you: have you shared your struggles with them beyond surface-level updates? Sometimes, people don’t reach out because they assume you’re doing well or because they don’t know how to help. That doesn’t excuse their silence, but it’s worth considering whether there’s an opportunity to rebuild those connections. Isolation feeds despair, but community, even imperfect community, can be a lifeline. If you’ve been attending for years, you are part of that family, and they should know your needs.

Now, let’s pray together:

Father God, we come before You with heavy hearts, lifting up our sister who is hurting deeply. Lord, she is angry, exhausted, and feels forgotten, but we know You see her. You know every detail of her struggle, the eviction, the infertility, the immigration battle, the silence of her church. Jesus, You are the God who collects tears and hears cries. Meet her in this moment. Remind her that You are not distant or indifferent; You are Immanuel, God with us. Forgive us, Lord, for the times we’ve made faith about performance rather than Your grace. Help her to rest in Your love, not in what she can do for You. We pray for her significant other’s asylum case, grant wisdom to the judge and favor in the outcome. Protect them both from despair and from the enemy’s lies that You have abandoned them. Lord, we ask for healing in her body and in her heart. If there are areas where she has strayed from Your design, give her the strength to walk in repentance and restoration. Surround her with Your people who will love her well. And if her church has failed her, raise up others who will speak life into her. We declare that You are working even when we can’t see it. In Jesus’ mighty name, we pray. Amen.

We also want to encourage you with this truth: God is not punishing you. The hardships you’re facing are not a reflection of His displeasure. Jesus already took the punishment for sin on the cross (Isaiah 53:5). Your struggles are not a sign that He’s withholding His love; they’re an invitation to lean harder into Him. The enemy wants you to believe that God has forgotten you, but Scripture says the opposite: "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!" (Isaiah 49:15).

If you’re open to it, we’d love to hear more about your journey with Christ. Have you placed your faith in Him as your Savior? If not, we’d gently share that salvation comes only through Jesus (John 14:6, Acts 4:12). He is the way, the truth, and the life, and no one comes to the Father except through Him. If you have already trusted in Him, we encourage you to cling to that truth even when it feels like He’s silent. His delays are not denials.

Lastly, we want to leave you with this: "Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up" (Galatians 6:10). Your story isn’t over. God is still writing it, and He is faithful. Keep pressing into Him, even in your anger. He can handle it.
 
We read your words and felt the weight you’re carrying, an eviction you tried to head off, years of longing for a child, a court date that could upend your household, and then the quiet sting of a church that hasn’t checked in on you at all. That’s so much to hold alone. Please hear us: your anger doesn’t shock God. He knows the hurt, frustration, and fear sitting underneath it. You’ve been doing everything you can, yet everything feels fragile. It makes sense that you’re asking hard questions about where God is and whether He sees you.

When we’re running on empty, anger often serves as a signal, a deep, honest alarm that something is very wrong. Right now, that alarm is telling you that you need to be known and not forgotten. That’s not a weak desire; it’s how God made us. While nothing silences the sting of a church that’s been absent, you might consider one small step: reach out to a single person in that congregation you once felt close to. Not to blame, just to say, “I’m really struggling and could use prayer.” Sometimes people are oblivious, not malicious; a simple nudge may open the door you need right now.

While you navigate the legal and immigration challenges, we’re glad you have an attorney. Keep leaning on whatever practical support you can gather. And in the quiet, you don’t have to tidy up your feelings before you talk to God, pour them out honestly. He can handle your rage and your exhaustion better than anyone.

Let’s pray together now.

Lord Jesus, you see this daughter in all her pain, the fear of losing her home, the ache of infertility, the anxiety over tomorrow’s immigration hearing, and the deep loneliness of feeling abandoned. Meet her in the middle of these storms. Give wisdom and favor in the legal processes, and grant a just and merciful outcome for her partner’s case. Surround her with even one faithful friend who will stay close. Most of all, quiet her heart with your presence, even when nothing around her makes sense. We ask for your provision and your peace, in your name. Amen.
 
I have declared my ways, and You heard me. That is the very language of the Psalmist, and it is what you have done in this hour. You have poured out a bitter soul before God, and I am persuaded He has heard. The anger, the sense of betrayal, the loneliness, do not imagine these are hidden from Him. To speak so is far better than that cold distance of the worldling who never communes with his Maker at all.

You say you hate God. Yet I hear beneath it the cry of one who expected much from His hand and found only the rod. It is the wounded gasp of a heart that tried to walk in His way and was met with an eviction notice, a closed womb, and a silent church. Remember the cry that tore the heavens: My God, my God, why have You forsaken Me? Our sinless Savior so entered into our darkness that He felt the very absence of God, not because He was unholy, but because He was made sin for us. That cry was not the end; it was the deepest point, and from it rose the victory. Hold fast, then, to the personal pronoun: my God, my God. If you cannot call Him Father, then cling to Him as your God. Let nothing pry your fingers from that word. If you must drown, drown at the foot of the Cross.

As for the church that has not sought you: the house of God is built of living stones, but the mortar is often weak, and the stones may chill. It is a wound that festers when those who teach the Word forget to speak a word in season to the weary. I do not excuse them, the watchmen are to be awake, but I charge you, do not let their failure become a quarrel between you and the Lord. You have declared your ways; now let Him teach you His statutes. Go again to that assembly, not for the love of them, but because God dwells in the midst of His people, however ragged the visible company may be. Forgive, as you have been forgiven.

Your earthly sorrows, the eviction, the weeping over a child not given, the trembling for your beloved before the judge, these are deep waters. And in deep waters we learn our utter helplessness. It is when we are near to God that we are safe, and so the blows of providence are meant to separate us from the love of ease and drive us to our God. You ask where He is. He is at the helm of that storm-tossed vessel. He is in the dreams of Iranians and in the groans of the oppressed. And He is in this very trial, calling you to seek His face. In their affliction they will seek Me early. Do not despise the chastening. Let it bring you once more to honest dealing with Him: I have declared my ways, my sin, my blame, my weakness, and You heard me.

There is peace to be had. It is not a feeling first, but a fact: being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. God, for Christ's sake, has forgiven the one who trusts Him. Look to that. Your conscience may roar, your circumstances may scream, but if you are hidden in the riven Rock, there is no ground of quarrel between you and your heavenly Father. Even now, in the midst of the years, cry out, O Lord, revive Your work, and begin with this poor, tempest-tossed heart. The hour is critical. Go, declare your ways once more upon your knees, and wait. He will yet plead your cause, and you, by His grace, shall yet stand and plead His.
 
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

 
You have let a savage beast loose within your breast, and now it turns to devour you. To say you hate God is to breathe fire against the very One who gave you breath. Do you not see that this anger is itself the cause of your blindness? You cry, “Where is God?” but He is where He has always been, on the throne and on the cross, dying for sinners such as you and me. The injustice you see in the world, the suffering of the innocent, the cruelty of men, do you imagine these have escaped His notice? He sees, and He will repay. But why do you use the sins of others to justify your own rage? Because your pockets are empty and your womb is barren, you charge the Maker of heaven and earth with neglect. Is this the faith you profess?

Remember Jesus Christ, raised from the dead. That is the root of all our hope. He entered our poverty, our pain, our loneliness. He was despised, abandoned by His friends, and His own nation cried out for His blood. Yet He did not revile in return; He entrusted Himself to Him who judges justly. This is the long-suffering that is the foundation of every virtue. He learned obedience through what He suffered, and He became the source of salvation for all who obey Him. Will you learn nothing from His example, but instead let anger master you so completely that you spit venom at your only Savior?

You say you tried to do things His way, but tell me, is hatred of God His way? Is cursing your lot His way? If you would strip off this fury, you might see that your trials are not proof of His absence but the very means by which He would perfect you. You worry about a roof over your head, but there is a mansion prepared for those who love Him. You ache for a child, but Hannah was barren and reviled, yet she poured out her soul in silent prayer, not in loud accusations, and she became a mother. You fear for your companion’s fate before an earthly judge; have you forgotten that there is a Judge above all, whose mercy endures forever? Pray for mercy, not with clenched fists but with open hands.

But you also cast blame upon your church, and here I must speak plainly. You have not attended since Thanksgiving, yet you complain that no one has reached out. Do you not know that the body has many members, and when one member withdraws, the whole body suffers? Have you reached out to them? Have you confessed that your own negligence has left a gap? If they have failed in love, it is a grief, but will you return evil for evil? Paul commands us to put away all clamor and anger. Will you let a perceived slight from frail men drive you from the assembly of the saints, and then blame God for your isolation? He who provides not for his own household, especially those of his own household of faith, is worse than an unbeliever. Examine yourself: are you providing for your own soul, or are you starving it with resentment?

I do not speak to condemn you, but to call you back from the brink. You are drunk with wrath, more pitiful than a demoniac. How can you expect to hear the voice of God when you are shouting insults at Him? Cease your striving, and know that He is God. Go again to that small church, not to be served but to serve. And when you go, do not go as a judge but as a penitent. Lay aside this fury, this ugly fire that disfigures your soul and makes your very prayers into poison. Fall on your face and say, “I have sinned; I have raged against the Lord. Heal me, for I am broken.” Then you will find that He was never far, but was waiting all along to be gracious, if only you would quiet your storm and let His calm prevail.
 
Your pain is real, and there is no sense pretending otherwise. Eviction, infertility, the fear of a courtroom tomorrow, the weight of trying to hold everything together while feeling utterly alone, these are not small troubles. It makes sense that your heart is screaming. And when you add the silence of people you thought would show up, the anger becomes a fire that burns in every direction, including toward God. You are not the first to cry out, “Where are You?” and you will not be the last. The Scriptures are filled with this cry, and God does not turn away from it.

But let me speak honestly about that anger. When you say you hate God, you are voicing what every human heart knows apart from Him. We are not naturally neutral. We are born into rebellion, at war with Him, walking our own path. The good news, the only real hope, is that while we were still enemies, peace was made. Not by ignoring the wrong, not by pretending the pain isn’t there, but through Jesus Christ. He stepped into the brokenness. He took the ultimate suffering on himself. And now, reconciliation is offered. You can bring all of this fury, all of this disappointment, and lay it at His feet without cleaning it up first.

When you look at yourself and see only failure, the overtime that ate up your Sundays, the sense that your sin is too visible, you are seeing one part of the picture. Yes, we have flaws. Yes, we fail. But God has chosen to see His people in Christ. In Him, you stand without blame. Not because you performed perfectly, but because He did. Your standing with God is not a reward for getting your life in order; it is a gift received by faith. And that gift does not expire when your circumstances fall apart.

You asked where God is for the ones living under violence and poverty, the ones vilified and sent away. I have no defense for the world's cruelty. The darkness is real, and it is deep. But God has delivered us from the power of that darkness by bringing us into a kingdom that cannot be shaken. That does not answer every “why” this side of heaven, but it anchors the soul. The same Jesus who appears in the dreams of Iranians is the one who suffered under an oppressive empire, who was homeless, who stood with the outcast. He is not distant. He is acquainted with grief. The world’s hate, the unjust system, the crushing weight, when it falls on you for His sake, it is falling on Him.

Your experience of the church is a wound I will not excuse. The pages of our own history are stained with failure. Congregations can become cliques. People get busy. They forget to reach out. The silence you feel from a small body after three years is deeply wrong. That is not how the body of Christ is meant to function. But remember this: the church is not ultimately defined by a building or a membership roll. The true church is every soul in whom the Spirit of God dwells, joined to Christ. Jesus alone can say “my church.” Every local gathering is made up of flawed people who will let you down. I am sorry they did. The Lord is not like that. He does not forget. He does not abandon. When you feel invisible, He sees.

All of this is not a command to stuff down your anger. It is an invitation to bring it into the light. God does not want grudging gifts or hollow attendance. He wants you. Your honesty. Your fears. Your tears. If bitterness over what you have given in time or money is eating at you, lay that before Him too. He measures gifts not by their size but by the heart behind them. Right now, your heart is wounded, and He knows it.

Listen. Jesus stands at the door and knocks. He does not kick it down. He waits to be welcomed. You can open the door and let Him into the mess, every eviction notice, every negative test, every anxious thought about an immigration hearing, every lonely Sunday. He does not shrink back from your rage or your circumstances. He bore worse. Let Him in. Not because you have cleaned up your feelings, but because He is the only one who can carry them and make you whole.
 

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