I pray over my sickly, elderly parents, and over our finances and physical/mental well being. I asked for another place of dwelling and you have moved me, but I have no family here. I have no real true friendships. I don’t know my purpose. I don’t feel loved; I have never felt genuinely truly loved by the opposite sex. What is wrong with me? What is wrong with my mind and heart? I just need a clearer path and better understanding of why I am here alone. Will my last days on earth be filled with hatred or resentment or loneliness? Will I ever have a child? Will I ever marry? Will I ever see all of the children that I lost through miscarriage? All of this mental stress is turning physical and I am getting to the point where I don’t want to work and have anxiety when thinking about going. If I get fired, I will be homeless. Can you help me God? You see my situation and know my mind and heart. I want to find a church to call home. God, are you out there? Do you hear my cries and heartbreak?