me
Humble Prayer Warrior
My Beautiful God,
I am overwhelmed with responsibilities, problems from my enemies (legally, financially, and otherwise), and so full of debillitating anxieties.
The anxieties are so bad, at times, that I actually forget things.
On top of all of these pressing problems, I am so absolutely lonely and all alone and deprived of the most simple human pleasures.
I have nothing but time to worry and worry and fret and feel depressed.
My enemies have unjustly taken my baby, my other enemies are wrongfully suing me, my other enemies are rude and so and on and on...
I am overwhelmed.
I do not feel like any human--I do not feel human at all.
Also, I yearn so much to have another child and a small family and to be loved--all the things that I don't have.
I am stranded on an island all alone, while sharks click their jaws at me.
Please, please turn your face to my humble self.
I beg you for your miracles to turn this existence around.
Yes, I know I should seek your face and not just your hands--I do so agree.
But you know my mind and heart. I cannot keep my real requests from you.
I don't know, God. I am so overcome.
Please grant me your miracles.
Save my child and save me.
Grant your miracles.
PLEASE.
I love You.
I am overwhelmed with responsibilities, problems from my enemies (legally, financially, and otherwise), and so full of debillitating anxieties.
The anxieties are so bad, at times, that I actually forget things.
On top of all of these pressing problems, I am so absolutely lonely and all alone and deprived of the most simple human pleasures.
I have nothing but time to worry and worry and fret and feel depressed.
My enemies have unjustly taken my baby, my other enemies are wrongfully suing me, my other enemies are rude and so and on and on...
I am overwhelmed.
I do not feel like any human--I do not feel human at all.
Also, I yearn so much to have another child and a small family and to be loved--all the things that I don't have.
I am stranded on an island all alone, while sharks click their jaws at me.
Please, please turn your face to my humble self.
I beg you for your miracles to turn this existence around.
Yes, I know I should seek your face and not just your hands--I do so agree.
But you know my mind and heart. I cannot keep my real requests from you.
I don't know, God. I am so overcome.
Please grant me your miracles.
Save my child and save me.
Grant your miracles.
PLEASE.
I love You.
