Elmoesor
Disciple of Prayer
Dear God, I have a list of complaints. I know I should be happy with my life because I am not going through a war but I feel my problems however small, are too much for me to handle and I don’t have tough skin for it. Before you punish me for being bratty, please hear me out because you are the only one who will listen to me. Nobody else cares, not even my mother. Need a prayer for lots of things. Firstly, I am a preschool teacher who struggles with working with two children who are way out of control due to lack of services and support. One is autistic and the other one is someone who has language barriers and is just plain bratty. Secondly, people criticized me for how I wrote on my profiles for dating apps. “Your English sucks!” They said. Sorry I didn’t take a class in how to write a great dating profile. I was trained how to write boring analytical papers; not personalized essays (even if I was, none of them touched on romance). Thirdly, nobody listens to me about my sorrows. When I complained about how my trips to France and Turkey were ruined because of my traveling companions’ negativity, I was accused for being sour all the time or for not being tough and getting along with people. Well, how would you feel if your suitcase broke and your sister and father got mad at you when instead they should have been helping you? Please send me someone who actually understands me and validates my feelings (even if I am being whiny or selfish). Please send me a traveling companion who is merciful, compassionate, and optimistic. Please send me someone who listens to me and sympathizes with me. Not someone who condemns me for not being optimistic when I have a good reason to be disappointed. Please send me someone who listens and focuses on cheering me up rather than compare how trivial my problems are to somebody overseas who has bigger problems than me. Please send me a friend. Please send me help. In Jesus name we pray. Amen