Dear God,
Thank you for everything. Even through my struggles, my faith in you remains steadfast, and I am grateful for the lessons life has taught me. I acknowledge the blessings you’ve bestowed upon me, and my deepest wish is to extend that grace to others. Today, I come to you with a humble heart, pleading for your divine assistance.
Life has become an overwhelming storm. I find myself without a place to call home, and my relationship feels like a turbulent rollercoaster, pushing me to the edge of despair. The thought of ending my physical life has crossed my mind in these darkest hours. All I’ve ever yearned for is the simple comfort of a home, the warmth of family, and the solace of being loved. Stripped bare, I am left only with my soul, my heart, and unwavering love.
To make ends meet, I have begun to part with my possessions, selling what little I have left to survive. I am at the very core of my being, facing the stark reality of my situation. Yet, even now, I hold onto dreams and aspirations – dreams of helping friends, family who may have turned away, and even strangers in need. I dream of building a sanctuary, a place I can truly call home. The thought of sleeping in a graveyard has become a chillingly real possibility, and fear grips me. Parks, once places of refuge, are now fraught with danger due to drug activity.
I am aware of the missteps I have taken in my life, but I have also learned from them, striving to grow and become better. Please, I desperately need your help. Children are indirectly involved in my struggles, and the pain I have endured is something I would never wish upon anyone. The agony of feeling lost and unseen is unbearable, yet I cling to love and thank you for the capacity to love.
Please, God, I know you hear me, you see me. You have been a silent observer of my journey. I offer you my love, if you will accept it. I am ready to care for others, to love unconditionally. I give you my heart, my mind, my body, and my soul. Please, God, forgive me for my past rebellions and moments of childish defiance. But understand, when you grow up believing in truths that others dismiss, when you are met with disbelief and hurtful words, anger and pain are natural responses.
My intentions are not driven by greed or selfishness. I seek to rectify things in this physical world. Debts weigh heavily upon me, and I am without employment. I am in dire straits. Please, God, grant me the favor of winning the lottery, so I can fulfill the promises I’ve made in my heart to you. Let me demonstrate my commitment. All I have left is my son, and even he seems distant, unwilling to connect with me. Do you desire my soul, God? What offering can I make in exchange for your help? Please, guide me in my dreams, reveal what I can give to earn your assistance in winning the lottery. Please, God!
You are aware of the true intentions of my heart. They are not malicious or unreasonable. You have forgiven my sins, though I still grapple with self-forgiveness. But my belief in you has never wavered, and never will! I continue to believe in you! Please, believe in me. I am in desperate need of your help! I have entered the lottery with the dream of winning a million for life. With such a blessing, we could achieve so much, offering salvation to those who desperately need it, keeping hope and faith alive in their hearts. I love you, God, eternally! Please, do not turn a deaf ear to my plea. I recognize who you are, and you know who I am. I love you, God, always and forever. I pray that your love for me endures. Thank you.
Elsa T.L.
