This is the lowest point in my life I’ve ever been in, Lord. I have no job, my cat ran away, I’m down to my last few dollars, my car needs repairs, and my apartment and cat are so infested with fleas, my legs are covered in them as soon as I walk in the door. I have no family. I have nothing. I’ve been trying to get steady work for over two years now as a paralegal but nothing ever seems to catch. I have yet another lump in my breast that needs removal, but I have no insurance. I need a miracle, Lord. I just can’t go on.