atHISfeet

Well friends, it has been a while. Here is an update (please read the original post). Finally I was asked to meet with my boss and he drew the line. New truck or I am gone. Well, I got very upset and told him in a rather stern manner that I was not paying for it. He retaliated and began rattling off a list of reasons why I was not worth keeping: Easily distracted, long morning and afternoon breaks (which I use for prayer), and he even said I expect "magic" to solve my problems at work and home. At that point I began praying, pleading desperately with the Lord to help me. My boss demanded I leave his office immediately and I began to cry profusely, still praying. His voice rose further, I ignored him and prayed, when suddenly he litteraly grabbed me by my coat and heaved me out the office door. On the floor I prayed still. I was dragged out of the building by three people in a pile of prayer and tears, asked never to return. That was the end of my relations with that company. (I am not sure if this is grounds for a lawsuit)

Two nights later, while I was praying, I heard a terrible noise. It was the sound of that truck rolling over our beloved family pet. How could God do this to me???? I have prayed all my life for help, for a better life, for less troubles. I do not understand why the Lord has given me a bad truck when I wanted a good truck. Clearly those with nice vehicles are blessed, for I am sure Jesus would want everyone to have brand new reliable automobiles! What have I done? I now need help more than ever, we are strained financially, I am unemployed, depression grips the entire family, we want a new house, and I feel I have no where to go. I am afraid to pray for anything more, for I may be cursed again with terrible things. How do I pull my self up and return to the Lord's arms where we can have the things we want to make us happy?