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babydoll
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Dear Lord, I come to you again, about that bully in our house. Today, she tried a new attack, as if I am not tormented enough by her. She now attacks me like this—mum was talking about all of us getting married, I was the only one in the room at the time, and just to upset me, she starts saying I don't think anyone in this family will be getting married a long time. I rebuked that word once she left the room. She does it purposely because she knows everyone is praying for a husband to come for me. God, I want you to subdue her; she is the greatest enemy I have had. You know that I cried all weekend. I want you to make it so severe for her—that any time she opens her mouth to attack me starting tonight, you will put a confusion around her so that she has no idea what she is trying to do and shuts up. I want you to prosper me before your eyes, and show her that you don't need her to decide who qualifies in this family for a blessing. Set my table before my enemy, Lord, today is the day. Starting today, start showing me the abundant favor I have believed you for. I ask you to subdue this enemy of mine—even before she attacks me emotionally, you send the dagger back on her like lightning to the heart, constantly prevent her from even speaking when it comes to me—if you want to use a demon to achieve this—go right ahead. But I do not want to see her doing so anymore. I don't care if you make her dumb when she tries to, or whether she speaks in a confusing tongue. This arrogant bully needs to be brought down to her knees today; she is out now, but before she even enters the threshold of the front door, oh I pray that you open the windows of heaven down on me and prevent any further harm from her. Bind her; she is in chains from today, and cannot even say boo to me. I will live in peace till my husband comes. Please send my husband to my small town just for me—let him even knock on our door; a lot of strangers do come to our house looking for my dad to pray for them—please send a Godly prince to my door—what I mean is my husband—and let him come to take me as his wife. I am desperate for you to have your hand on this—and play cupid on me! Open the windows and doors of heaven over me starting right now—I need it badly. I cannot pray this prayer anymore. My tears are causing me to become sick with asthma and chest pain. You need to open the heavens on me and the supernatural—I am ready now! Even send an angel to tell me what good things are about to happen. I expect weird and wonderful supernatural signs and gifts from you. Please rescue me, Jesus, today!
