i had to escape to the bathroom to talk to god real quick.
it went something like this…
i am grateful for all your blessings you have provided.
i am thankful for everything you continue to do.
you know i went without for a full year.
i prayed for a good job.
a great job,
one that would help me get off my feet.
i get a job,
a good job,
a great job,
and every day i am being tested.
i do not understand why this chick at my job keeps coming at me like this?
i don’t know what i have done to her.
she keeps throwing shots.
making me look bad in front of the higher ups.
it is really frustrating.
i don’t know what else to do.
looking for a job right now is so tough.
i really like my job.
i get to meet important people.
celebs when they come in.
i like everyone else.
i love my daily duties.
this girl i am now working with is making it really tough to appreciate it.
i give her to you.
i want you to handle her.
i can’t anymore.
i pray you allow her to see herself for who she is.
no weapon formed against me will prosper.
i think i cursed a few times in the actual prayer,
but you get the drift.
silent unity prayer hotline will be on the phone soon.
i need to actually pray with someone.
i’ll speak about more bullshit that was my day to come…