Liana256
Beloved Servant
God and Jesus, Thank you for this nigh. God, I pray for my friendship and relationship with you. I pray for God, my children, my little ones, and my close relatives, those I don’t know, myself, and my Savior Jesus. I love them verily much. I love me verily much. I had a dream where I see my husband, Carl, ripping my clothes apart and stretching them, which is wrong. I am trying to lose weight, not put it on, so, I pray I will fix my clothes, and he will be kicked out again and my body back to little, and everything he ripped and tore, I can fix them, and return it to normal so I can be me. I also, pray my husband, Carl, will grow up and stop destroying my things, and if he wants to destroy my things just let him destroy the people and things he loves and cares about and passing my things from from him. He would learn quick like, and until I can fix my things, I say, let him hurt those he loves the most, I’m positive I wouldn’t have anything to worry about, because he is a liar, who wants me to give him the truthful things just for him to give his fake things, I’ve said, NoNoNo to him many times. I haven’t bothered him. I also call Carl fake, because he fakes a lot of things with me, and he has said so, too, so when he fakes things with me, he is a fake to The Lord God Jesus Christ, because the father, the son, and the Holy Spirit is within me and maybe I am here so we can have something good from my father in Heaven and Jesus real in our lives. I already want out of Carl’s marriage relationship because he is immature, and rude and mean, alcoholic, abusive, etc.. I no longer wish to be with him, I no longer serve him or my in-laws, they do nothing for me, and yet, I am still here, because it is my home and I’m thinking that he has some niceness in him some where, if he does, he don’t show it. I pray Carl gets a bigger stomach than me and Billy and Evan because he keeps calling us names, and he thinks he’s better than anyone, and I know he’s not, so I pray he starts eating and puts on more weight than me and Billy and Evan and becomes bigger than us in size. It’s just because I’m tired of him calling me names and how he is judgmental about everyone. I pray he stops hurting me and my children. I feel like he’s trying to change me, I love God, I worship Jesus, not him, I’ve told him this, I no longer want to be one with him no more. I can’t help the path God put me on is going towards him in Heaven, and I’ll keep being with God and Jesus all the time. I feel so blessed and love when I’m with my children. I know they love me verily much, just as I with them. I pray for nothing but the best, and we are fine all the time. Jesus, In your name, I pray. Amen
