Dear God,
I cried again today. I read the comments people left for me on this platform, and my heart felt so full. I am so sensitive, and knowing that people truly care touches me more deeply than I can explain. I’ve been crying a lot lately — not out of weakness, but because I feel everything so intensely.
On the van ride home tonight, I cried quietly. It was dark, so I don’t think anyone noticed. They were singing joyfully to songs from the ’90s, and in that moment I thought, Please God, let this not be my last ride home with them. I have never loved a group of strangers so much.
They even formed a study group game called Kamut - to encourage me — and I placed third. We sang a Whitney Houston song in honor of the anniversary of her passing. I sang “I Have Nothing.” My colleagues said they already knew I was a performer and lifted their phones to record me. Jillian sat right beside me — maybe to protect me as I was being recorded — and once again, I cried.
And my dad… oh, how I love my dad. He is encouraging me to get a 100 today. Not pressuring me — believing in me. He believes I will make it to the very end. And You know what? I believe You want that for me too.
Today, I pray for a perfect score. I pray I will not become flustered because the exam is timed. Help me read every question carefully — even twice — even when I think I already know the answer. Give me laser-beam focus. Guard me against trick questions. Calm my spirit and steady my mind.
Please bless everyone a reading this message. Many are going through their own trials and tribulations. If someone is struggling with their health, I pray for healing from the crown of their head to the soles of their feet. If someone is mourning or carrying sadness, grant them everlasting peace. For those who have not yet experienced the joy of knowing You, let their hearts be open.
Some may think I pray as if You are a genie, but I know You are a loving Father who desires good for His children. Today, I personally pray for confidence. I confess that I struggle with insecurity. Sometimes I feel unworthy. Sometimes I look in the mirror and do not see beauty. Yet You remind me — through others — that I am strong and that I am beautiful. Thank You for speaking to me through them.
Most of all, I pray for my father’s healing and my mother’s healing. Grant them long life and good health. Cover them. Protect them.
Thank You for all that You have done and all that You are doing in my life.
Amen.
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