Dear God, I know I have failed. You say that you walk before me and only give what I can handle but I feel I have lost my way. I prayed and believed and still was beaten. I prayed and fasted and still was in financial failing. I know you are true and real, but I’m not reaching you nor hearing you and I’m scared.
My child needs to be more responsible, I can’t afford what his choices are, but his future depends on it. I can’t stop the thoughts and stories and problem from running through my mind and cant sleep. I can’t figure out a financial solution. I can’t enforce my child to change. I’m afraid that my health is suffering. I have no support system. I have no actionable plan or process to get a result of relative peace.
I need you to quiet my mind. I need you to dry the tears, bc I can’t keep crying at work and keep my job. I need you to speak to my child to direct their path. I need to know that I’m worth waking up each morning and have more of a purpose than hurt, worry, sadness, and failure.
Please don’t give up on me and my child.