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Dear Lord Jesus, please hear my prayers now. I am in a lonesome and desolate place, where I fear You have deserted me. The Bible tells me You haven't deserted me, but in my life I am experiencing terrible distress. I will not to my knowledge be able to make my rent on time. I had to pick up another job. A man who I thought was the love of my life cheated on me 2 weeks before the altar, and I found out in a horrible way. Every time I pray lately, I don't seem to get much in return from You Jesus Christ. I sin because of my needs that aren't being filled by my Creator, I sin because I drink due to how lonely I am. My body is malnourished, and my soul lacks God's love on it. I feel that there must be so great a rift between myself and You Jesus that You have disowned me and do not want me as Your servant, - if that is so, that is a righteous judgement. Just secure my heart in that knowledge, and I will harden up my heart as much as I can. I will always believe in God, but I may not continue going on thinking that You are listening to my prayers, or answering me. I have prayed that You would wake up in the ship, because the storm is consuming me, and You do not wake up. I have begged You for change and for answers, and I do not receive them. You have set curses against me which its written in the gospels You did away with with Jesus' blood on the cross. I don't know why You've deserted me Jehovah, when I confess my sins regularly, and admit my imperfections and forgive others theirs.
God, I am starting to feel like You must not want me as Your child. I do not sense You coming to save me now, God, but I feel like the curses keep coming. I try to celebrate in Your name when good things happen, and I praise You for them, and then they cease and don't remain. I try to remember my God, and You refuse me constantly. I have been feeding You Your dinner at the table, Lord, and it has been many meals since I've had a crumb. If You want me to be low like a dog my whole life, that is the life I will live. If You insist on letting me be torn at all my life, without God's graces on me, then Jesus - how will I keep loving You? Won't my love become bitter, and won't my heart harden? Its human nature, and something I can't avoid as a spiritual being in a mortal man.
I need Your miracles, Jesus Christ, and really Lord I need them now or as soon as You will with all Your speed. My soul is in great peril and danger. My heart is failing me to keep this up. I am calling on God who is not answering me, and this goes against everything in my Bible. I do not know why there is a Bible if the promises in it do not come to pass, or why I own one and put faith and stock in it, and serve God with preaching and baptizing and other things, if the Lord doesn't do what He said He will to help me. Now that I am struggling, I feel like a worm and not a man, under Your boot, God.
Tell me God why I am praying to You right now, because for the life of me I do not understand why I am asking You for help repeatedly, getting nowhere in doing so. I do not know why I am trying to keep my relationship with a God who has allowed many cruelties to come my way. When I cry out, You hide Your face, and Your hand which is able to heal me You conceal and keep far from me. Now that I am broken, why don't You cut me off, Yahweh God? Why keep me on the leash if I am such a poor hound? You have put my heart and soul in Your prison, and You have renewed penalties You did away with with holy blood, so that I can suffer purposelessly. How can I preach about You? How can I baptize and spread the good news in this state? How can I love my God? Why? Your rewards have become pains and every suffering of heart, mind, and soul. You hold out wonderful things, and when I reach for them, You slap me instead, and take them away.
I can't keep this up, Jesus Christ. I can't do it. Really I can't. I don't know if You still love me or are listening anymore to me, but if You are I want You to know that there is no effort on my part that will be able to change this state I'm in into something good and wonderful. You have buried me so far down in the dirt, that I cannot climb out. It is pointless to try.
In Jesus Christ's name I am praying, according to everything written in the gospels promising He will answer me, for forgiveness of sins and manifest answers to these prayers. Amen.
God, I am starting to feel like You must not want me as Your child. I do not sense You coming to save me now, God, but I feel like the curses keep coming. I try to celebrate in Your name when good things happen, and I praise You for them, and then they cease and don't remain. I try to remember my God, and You refuse me constantly. I have been feeding You Your dinner at the table, Lord, and it has been many meals since I've had a crumb. If You want me to be low like a dog my whole life, that is the life I will live. If You insist on letting me be torn at all my life, without God's graces on me, then Jesus - how will I keep loving You? Won't my love become bitter, and won't my heart harden? Its human nature, and something I can't avoid as a spiritual being in a mortal man.
I need Your miracles, Jesus Christ, and really Lord I need them now or as soon as You will with all Your speed. My soul is in great peril and danger. My heart is failing me to keep this up. I am calling on God who is not answering me, and this goes against everything in my Bible. I do not know why there is a Bible if the promises in it do not come to pass, or why I own one and put faith and stock in it, and serve God with preaching and baptizing and other things, if the Lord doesn't do what He said He will to help me. Now that I am struggling, I feel like a worm and not a man, under Your boot, God.
Tell me God why I am praying to You right now, because for the life of me I do not understand why I am asking You for help repeatedly, getting nowhere in doing so. I do not know why I am trying to keep my relationship with a God who has allowed many cruelties to come my way. When I cry out, You hide Your face, and Your hand which is able to heal me You conceal and keep far from me. Now that I am broken, why don't You cut me off, Yahweh God? Why keep me on the leash if I am such a poor hound? You have put my heart and soul in Your prison, and You have renewed penalties You did away with with holy blood, so that I can suffer purposelessly. How can I preach about You? How can I baptize and spread the good news in this state? How can I love my God? Why? Your rewards have become pains and every suffering of heart, mind, and soul. You hold out wonderful things, and when I reach for them, You slap me instead, and take them away.
I can't keep this up, Jesus Christ. I can't do it. Really I can't. I don't know if You still love me or are listening anymore to me, but if You are I want You to know that there is no effort on my part that will be able to change this state I'm in into something good and wonderful. You have buried me so far down in the dirt, that I cannot climb out. It is pointless to try.
In Jesus Christ's name I am praying, according to everything written in the gospels promising He will answer me, for forgiveness of sins and manifest answers to these prayers. Amen.