A friends has just directed me to this: 'God's Creative Power for Healing' by Charles Capps. I hope it may help you too. She said to get the booklet, but it's read aloud for free here on YouTube...
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I'm hungry, but I'm scared to eat. I'm scared to shop for food. I only have so much money.
Today is supposed to be food stamp day. There is a zero balance. I have been stuck in my house for almost a month now. My wheelchair is broken. But I will have faith in The Lord. He's going to make a miracle out of this.
Stressy irony: I had to turn in every medical expense reciept for the past three months in order to keep my food stamps. Said food stamps, however, are maybe not coming in November, because of the government shutdown. But I got all the reciepts turned in! Super hard and stressy. Just as they asked- by 4:59 today.
Today I'm going to try to get to a new doctor to get her to prescribe me a new wheelchair, as mine is broken. Most providers are not accepting my insurance, so it's been a multi month struggle to find a doctor. I don't know if I'll even be able to get out of my apartments, but I'm gonna try with all my might, Please pray.
my wheelchair is almost totally broken. i don't know what i am going to do. my insurance won't pay for it to get fixed anymore. i'm trapped at home, and very very lonely.
I hope when he scares me he knows deep down somewhere that I love him very much and my sympathy is with him. I need to bring him clothing. Poor guy. His mind is creating nightmares in his waking life. And he gets so angry when I say he's scaring me or that I don't think that it really happened. But he's hurt and he needs my help. I'm going to go up give him every tee shirt I own and my one pair of basketball shorts.
Golly, I am terribly lonesome. And so many people around me (including me) are going through painful situations. And there's nothing I can seem to do to help. It makes me so sad. I hope my people know I love them very very much. My heart is breaking for them in quiet loneliness.
All I want is a quiet life where I can love and be loved. Simple pleasures with the people I love most. And time to reflect. That's it.
My daughter is my everything.
A very happy birthday to you, and a year filled with happiness, health and all good things.
Today would be my father's birthday. May he rest in Paradise, in the arms of Jesus.
Share love openly. Don't ever hide it. If you have someone to forgive, do it now. If there's a bridge, mend it. If there's a need. Be the answer.
I hope you are feeling much better.
I'm weak, dizzy, out of breath today. But I am very very thankful for my daughter and my caregiver for helping me. And for loving friends and family.
I hope you are feeling better.
I am very sick. It's been a couple weeks at least since I've spent much time out of bed. I've been so dizzy and weak. And at the same time, everyone I love dearly and rely upon are having big problems. I've been lonely for much of it. I can barely get up to go to the bathroom and maybe eat dinner in my recliner. Please pray.
Please pray for me. I am very weak, dizzy, and spinny headed.
I get so nervous around big groups of people. I'm terribly shy. Everyone was asking me questions. I had been so lonely and missed everyone so much. And so I forced myself to be social, trying to think of what to say, and made a fool of myself, as usual.
My heart is shattered, but I'm stuffing it way inside so that I can be good for others. On the inside I'm crying like a child on the playground. -
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