Justbecause5
Servant
There is power in prayer (James 5:16)!
I’ve told my story here many times.
In the summer of ###, my job in Alaska was complete. I had secured a new job for my family in Texas, my home state.
My sons and I left for Texas. Previously, without even consulting me, my wife had purchased a plane ticket for her and my daughter to go over overseas to visit family. They were leaving in ###.
When the boys and I left, my wife hired an attorney and went to court, and convinced the judge that I had stolen the boys and taking them across state lines. Since, I was not there to defend myself, the judge ruled in her favor. He gave her permission to go get the boys.
The boys and I had struggled tremendously waiting for our first paycheck. On the day that I was paid my regular salary plus a moving allowance, my wife appeared out of nowhere and took the boys. It was one of the saddest days of my life. I have not seen them since.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. I pleaded with God for reconciliation. I bet I have prayed for my wife and family over 1 million times since I was in Alaska before. I have played with God to restore my marriage and family.
Finally, in the summer of ###, the plans of God came to fruition and an open door open for me to go back to Alaska. It’s incredible to contemplate and when I do, it gives me great strength. It’s obvious that God wanted me back in Alaska.
The temporary company I’ve been working for gave me a job in California for the fourth time, this time for a ### day job. The ### day job turned into a ### day job. It was during the second ### days that I received a job offer to teach school and coach basketball in Alaska. I accepted. The company had to fly me back home in my new home with Alaska. They paid ### for a first class ticket from California to Alaska.
However, God expected me to walk by faith and not by sight. I had the job. However, I was unsuccessful in finding a place to live or a vehicle to drive. I talked to the shelter, but I could never get a straight answer. I tried to get a vehicle, but it was Catch-22, they demanded that I’ll be on the job ### months and that I live in the area for ### months.
Even so, I board the plane on ###. I was strong at first like David against Goliath. However, as the plane got closer and closer to Alaska got very weak. The plane landed at ### and I literally had no place to go. A lady that I met on the plane and eventually sat next to me in first class, she and her husband took me to the shelter.
Before my plane landed, when I was the strongest, I was convinced that before the plane landed, my wife would contact me and instantly I would have a place to live in a car to drive. I was wrong.
The next ### months would be incredibly difficult. I had complete instability. I lived at the shelter. I lived temporarily in a nice apartment and a ### house. I lived in the back of my van for ### nights. I lived in a primitive basement with a shower, but no toilet and no kitchen. I lived in my car for ### days. The job that I had going to Alaska for ended on ### due to no fault on my own. Struggle after struggle.
On ###, I went to a place called ### to worship God. It was a beautiful sunset but very cold. It was -35° approximately and I got locked out of my van. I ran down to the bottom of the hill after trying to break the window, and two beautiful women were sitting in an old truck. They ended up saving my life.
I have wondered if those two women were put there by God or if they were angels, the Bible says the angel of the Lord and camps around those who fear him.
Again, the last ### months have been very difficult on me. In the midst of so much pain and so much despair with the instability, job laws, serious car issues, etc. etc. etc. I felt that my faith in God had grown and was stronger than it’s ever been. I also felt that my love for God was stronger than it had ever been. I don’t say that lightly. I really mean that. How is that possible? How is it possible that my love for God and faith in God could grow stronger through so much trial. I think I know.
When I speak of God, I also speak of Christ. I hate when I write prayer request and there is suspicion about whether or not I walk with Christ or not. Yes, I have been a Christian since ###. I was a minister of the gospel of Christ for nearly ### years. It’s the reason I moved to Alaska was to work with a small church of ### souls.
I feel like I could write a book about the last ### months. So much pain. So much anguish. So much depression and sadness. Many times, I have bad God to take my life. I have asked God to send Elijah’s chariot to come get me many times. I have never been suicidal, but I have asked God and begged God to take my life. I wanted to be with him.
My wife has done some terrible things to me. Even so, I still love her. I stand prepared to forgive her for what she’s done. I stand prepared to treat her like nothing ever happened and go forward in life. I miss my children deeply.
I’ll never forget the pain when she took the boys. I cried uncontrollably all the way back to my dad‘s house nearly ### miles almost died several times as my car swerved into oncoming traffic.
It’s painful when you know that your children are probably less than ### minutes from you, but you can’t go see them. You can’t go hug their neck. You can’t go take them to the park or go for a hike. You can’t tell them stories. You can’t let them know you love them. You can’t take them to their favorite restaurant. Our favorite place to be. I’m sad.
It’s interesting to see the hand of God… Not only to God save me on the mountain that day, but he also saved me by getting me involved in gig work. So I’ve been doing gig work ever since I came back to Alaska. I am no expert, but I’ve got to be close to it. I have learned how to do it and be successful and turn it into a full-time salary.
I’m so thankful to God for helping me. Keep my head above water through that type of income source. I cannot tell you how grateful I am.
I love the rain. Whenever it rains, I instantly get stronger. I always quote Acts 14:17. It’s amazing how many times in my life I have been going through a tough time and then all of a sudden a big drop of rain hits my windshield. My mind is instantly focused on God and what he has done for me.
Second to the rain is moose. I love to see moose in Alaska. I have probably seen nearly ###. They are not everywhere and want to go months without seeing one. However, I have prayed many times that God would let me see a moose that day or the next and I would. It’s almost like God had orchestrated a moose to walk down the street that I was turning on. I have even seen moose in the middle of the road that happened to turn on, roads that I’ve never been on before led there by gig work.
I need my family back. It has been nearly ### years since my wife last spoke to me on good terms. I’ll never forget the day that she told me that she did not love me. It hurt my heart deeply because I had done so much for her.
How can I still love her? She’s done so many terrible things to me, but I still have that love for her. Why? I’m convinced that love is a decision. A man decides to love an old car and he fixes it up and restores it to new he treats it like a baby a couple loves an old house that was previously occupied by grandparents. They buy it. They fix it up. They love it with all their hearts and before you know it it looks like new.
I have pleaded with God for a new wife. I definitely want my wife to be restored to me, but if not, I’ve asked God for a wife. I’m tired of being alone. I’m tired of being sad. I’m tired of being deeply depressed. I’m tired of being lonely. I’m tired of The Temptations.
A few weeks ago, I met a lady that is a manager at McDonald’s.. I felt like a little boy as I tried to figure out ways to let her know that I was interested in her. We ended up talking through text and we’ve talked almost every day since then. However, the last few days she’s not been the same. I don’t know if God is taking her out of my life. I’m OK with that, if it’s his will.
I know that eventually, I will have to make steps in a new direction. I was so convinced that God was going to restore my marriage that I boarded that plane on ###. I did so walking my faith and not by sight. I had no place to live in no car to drive. I was confident that God was going to make provision that I know, I would walk in the valley of the shadow of death for the next ### months.
I really believe that pain & anguish has a season. That eventually it will end. I hope so. I’m so tired of dealing with sadness. I mean, deep sadness.
When someone steals your children using the court system, it’s like they’re dead. I have lost ### children. It’s like they’re dead. They’re not dead as far as I know but it’s like they’re dead.
Again, I don’t want anybody else. But I can’t make my wife repent and turn to her husband. I pray that if it’s not God‘s will for me to meet someone else then so be it. God knows my heart. God knows that I’m lonely. God knows that I have Temptations. God knows that… God knows.
Right now, I need prayers…
Just a few moments ago, I clicked on messenger and there was a suggestion and it was my daughter. She’s now ### and has graduated high school. It made me sad because of all the sacrifices I made to bring her to this country. It made me sad because I was not invited to go see her graduate when I played such a pivotal part in her life.
I’m just sad
Please pray that God will help me. I need my wife and family back. If not, I ask God for a wife that will truly truly love me. I need a good solid job. I enjoy doing gig work and it’s a great form of making an income, but it also has a few negatives that are found in having a regular job.
I need help. I need help quickly.
I’ve told my story here many times.
In the summer of ###, my job in Alaska was complete. I had secured a new job for my family in Texas, my home state.
My sons and I left for Texas. Previously, without even consulting me, my wife had purchased a plane ticket for her and my daughter to go over overseas to visit family. They were leaving in ###.
When the boys and I left, my wife hired an attorney and went to court, and convinced the judge that I had stolen the boys and taking them across state lines. Since, I was not there to defend myself, the judge ruled in her favor. He gave her permission to go get the boys.
The boys and I had struggled tremendously waiting for our first paycheck. On the day that I was paid my regular salary plus a moving allowance, my wife appeared out of nowhere and took the boys. It was one of the saddest days of my life. I have not seen them since.
I pleaded with God to take me back to Alaska. I pleaded with God for reconciliation. I bet I have prayed for my wife and family over 1 million times since I was in Alaska before. I have played with God to restore my marriage and family.
Finally, in the summer of ###, the plans of God came to fruition and an open door open for me to go back to Alaska. It’s incredible to contemplate and when I do, it gives me great strength. It’s obvious that God wanted me back in Alaska.
The temporary company I’ve been working for gave me a job in California for the fourth time, this time for a ### day job. The ### day job turned into a ### day job. It was during the second ### days that I received a job offer to teach school and coach basketball in Alaska. I accepted. The company had to fly me back home in my new home with Alaska. They paid ### for a first class ticket from California to Alaska.
However, God expected me to walk by faith and not by sight. I had the job. However, I was unsuccessful in finding a place to live or a vehicle to drive. I talked to the shelter, but I could never get a straight answer. I tried to get a vehicle, but it was Catch-22, they demanded that I’ll be on the job ### months and that I live in the area for ### months.
Even so, I board the plane on ###. I was strong at first like David against Goliath. However, as the plane got closer and closer to Alaska got very weak. The plane landed at ### and I literally had no place to go. A lady that I met on the plane and eventually sat next to me in first class, she and her husband took me to the shelter.
Before my plane landed, when I was the strongest, I was convinced that before the plane landed, my wife would contact me and instantly I would have a place to live in a car to drive. I was wrong.
The next ### months would be incredibly difficult. I had complete instability. I lived at the shelter. I lived temporarily in a nice apartment and a ### house. I lived in the back of my van for ### nights. I lived in a primitive basement with a shower, but no toilet and no kitchen. I lived in my car for ### days. The job that I had going to Alaska for ended on ### due to no fault on my own. Struggle after struggle.
On ###, I went to a place called ### to worship God. It was a beautiful sunset but very cold. It was -35° approximately and I got locked out of my van. I ran down to the bottom of the hill after trying to break the window, and two beautiful women were sitting in an old truck. They ended up saving my life.
I have wondered if those two women were put there by God or if they were angels, the Bible says the angel of the Lord and camps around those who fear him.
Again, the last ### months have been very difficult on me. In the midst of so much pain and so much despair with the instability, job laws, serious car issues, etc. etc. etc. I felt that my faith in God had grown and was stronger than it’s ever been. I also felt that my love for God was stronger than it had ever been. I don’t say that lightly. I really mean that. How is that possible? How is it possible that my love for God and faith in God could grow stronger through so much trial. I think I know.
When I speak of God, I also speak of Christ. I hate when I write prayer request and there is suspicion about whether or not I walk with Christ or not. Yes, I have been a Christian since ###. I was a minister of the gospel of Christ for nearly ### years. It’s the reason I moved to Alaska was to work with a small church of ### souls.
I feel like I could write a book about the last ### months. So much pain. So much anguish. So much depression and sadness. Many times, I have bad God to take my life. I have asked God to send Elijah’s chariot to come get me many times. I have never been suicidal, but I have asked God and begged God to take my life. I wanted to be with him.
My wife has done some terrible things to me. Even so, I still love her. I stand prepared to forgive her for what she’s done. I stand prepared to treat her like nothing ever happened and go forward in life. I miss my children deeply.
I’ll never forget the pain when she took the boys. I cried uncontrollably all the way back to my dad‘s house nearly ### miles almost died several times as my car swerved into oncoming traffic.
It’s painful when you know that your children are probably less than ### minutes from you, but you can’t go see them. You can’t go hug their neck. You can’t go take them to the park or go for a hike. You can’t tell them stories. You can’t let them know you love them. You can’t take them to their favorite restaurant. Our favorite place to be. I’m sad.
It’s interesting to see the hand of God… Not only to God save me on the mountain that day, but he also saved me by getting me involved in gig work. So I’ve been doing gig work ever since I came back to Alaska. I am no expert, but I’ve got to be close to it. I have learned how to do it and be successful and turn it into a full-time salary.
I’m so thankful to God for helping me. Keep my head above water through that type of income source. I cannot tell you how grateful I am.
I love the rain. Whenever it rains, I instantly get stronger. I always quote Acts 14:17. It’s amazing how many times in my life I have been going through a tough time and then all of a sudden a big drop of rain hits my windshield. My mind is instantly focused on God and what he has done for me.
Second to the rain is moose. I love to see moose in Alaska. I have probably seen nearly ###. They are not everywhere and want to go months without seeing one. However, I have prayed many times that God would let me see a moose that day or the next and I would. It’s almost like God had orchestrated a moose to walk down the street that I was turning on. I have even seen moose in the middle of the road that happened to turn on, roads that I’ve never been on before led there by gig work.
I need my family back. It has been nearly ### years since my wife last spoke to me on good terms. I’ll never forget the day that she told me that she did not love me. It hurt my heart deeply because I had done so much for her.
How can I still love her? She’s done so many terrible things to me, but I still have that love for her. Why? I’m convinced that love is a decision. A man decides to love an old car and he fixes it up and restores it to new he treats it like a baby a couple loves an old house that was previously occupied by grandparents. They buy it. They fix it up. They love it with all their hearts and before you know it it looks like new.
I have pleaded with God for a new wife. I definitely want my wife to be restored to me, but if not, I’ve asked God for a wife. I’m tired of being alone. I’m tired of being sad. I’m tired of being deeply depressed. I’m tired of being lonely. I’m tired of The Temptations.
A few weeks ago, I met a lady that is a manager at McDonald’s.. I felt like a little boy as I tried to figure out ways to let her know that I was interested in her. We ended up talking through text and we’ve talked almost every day since then. However, the last few days she’s not been the same. I don’t know if God is taking her out of my life. I’m OK with that, if it’s his will.
I know that eventually, I will have to make steps in a new direction. I was so convinced that God was going to restore my marriage that I boarded that plane on ###. I did so walking my faith and not by sight. I had no place to live in no car to drive. I was confident that God was going to make provision that I know, I would walk in the valley of the shadow of death for the next ### months.
I really believe that pain & anguish has a season. That eventually it will end. I hope so. I’m so tired of dealing with sadness. I mean, deep sadness.
When someone steals your children using the court system, it’s like they’re dead. I have lost ### children. It’s like they’re dead. They’re not dead as far as I know but it’s like they’re dead.
Again, I don’t want anybody else. But I can’t make my wife repent and turn to her husband. I pray that if it’s not God‘s will for me to meet someone else then so be it. God knows my heart. God knows that I’m lonely. God knows that I have Temptations. God knows that… God knows.
Right now, I need prayers…
Just a few moments ago, I clicked on messenger and there was a suggestion and it was my daughter. She’s now ### and has graduated high school. It made me sad because of all the sacrifices I made to bring her to this country. It made me sad because I was not invited to go see her graduate when I played such a pivotal part in her life.
I’m just sad
Please pray that God will help me. I need my wife and family back. If not, I ask God for a wife that will truly truly love me. I need a good solid job. I enjoy doing gig work and it’s a great form of making an income, but it also has a few negatives that are found in having a regular job.
I need help. I need help quickly.

real story though. May Lord Yeshua ans Father God be a pillar of stregnth for you only keep praying and worshipping the Lord as much as possible. 