We are prayer warriors. And ive never been so happy to pray for all of humanity. One night i was praying in tears...i had just found some Truth that was specifically hard for me personally...when i began to include even the evil ones in my prayer. I meant it!...and it came out of me without realizing it. I had never done that. I cried so hard that nite...hard to stop...i cried so long they became happy tears cuz i realized what had happened. The Hand of God had me in His Almighty grasp...and He spoke thru me...almost just to allow me to hear it and feel it...and mean it. I pitty the fools. I still pray for them to return to God in the name of Jesus...and its only because of the Grace and Strength my God has given me. Its really not something id have done without my God working in me. Hallelujah! Ur story of ur daughter made me cry...dont feel bad for me tho, it doesnt take much anymore. And i really hope ur daughter has an epiphany and runs to ur arms.
God Bless u Pip. 🙏☝️🏁🤍

You are amazing. I know the feeling of the hand of God, I was married to my first husband young we both wanted two different things in life, we had 2 daughter he still wanted the party life and I wanted the family life. He ran off to California to live out his dreams of being a tattoo artist, left his girls behind and never looked back signed off on his rights and left us.I worked hard to make sure my girls were always taken care of all alone with no help from anyone. At one point I was at my breaking point. I just felt broken I dropped to my knees and cried for hours just talking to God asking for his help to take care of my girls and to raise them in his word. I felt Gods arms around me holding me. I knew at the moment we were going to be ok. Months later out of no where I met the love of my life, we got married 6 months later he adopted my girls and has loved and raised them as his own. My X never tried to contact the girls, until he was on his death bed. I still pray for him daily.