MikeN
Disciple of Prayer
I'm trapped in some kind of cruel hologram or matrix. Where the author is sadistic. I want Jesus and his angels to swoop down like the calvary and save me. I'm told that quantum physicists believe the universe is made up of infinite possibilities depending on ones conscious focus. I choose to focus on a God who isn't cruel and doesn't ignore my prayers. Jesus aid, "Ask, and believe as though it's already done, and it will be granted you". I'm asking within your will, Father. I want true love, true friendship. I want my brain damage to be healed so I can be productive and fruitful. I want my back to be healed and my energy to be increased. Fix my eyes. Restore the years the locust have eaten. I've been under a curse of stagnation, loneliness, failure. Empower me, equip me, send my a helper. Right out of the gate when you created Adam, you said it's not good for man to be alone I will make him a woman for a helper. Send me that. Let me be happy, financially secure, healthy. Either bring a little of Heaven down to me, or take me up there. I will believe by faith that you want to help me. That you know it's not good to keep me in this negative vibrational state. It's counterproductive. It's bad for my faith, my heart, my soul, my body. And everything good comes from you. Bring it. Hurry.