Hey, can you pray for me, please? I need prayers... very much.

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Hey, can you pray for me, please? I need prayers... very much.
I've promised I have been working on this fic for the last 6 months. And I have, I truly have. The window tab is always open, always staring at me, waiting for me to come back to it. Sometimes I will open her up and edit a line, or add a paragraph. The other day I wrote a whole chapter! (But I think it's shit and I will probably delete it later.) I have now locked myself in. No starting new fics until this one is out there and breathing.
Every moment I say pray for me, it's not in a christian sense it's in a LETS HOPE THERES A GREATER POWER CAPABLE OF HELPING ME sorta sense
Attention my lovely followers
Due to unfortunate circumstances, “Sin With Me” and “Yes, Mr. Jaebum” will be pushed back a few days. Thank you for understanding, and I hope to be posting again soon.
Praying for Texas today! Everyone down there be safe!!
Prayer Request
I’d like to ask you all in joining me as I pray for a friend of mine. They’re going through some difficult times following this election. They are afraid of what Trump’s presidency will mean for them and their friends. They have fallen away from the Church. They are struggling with suicidal thoughts. They feel lost, hopeless, they are in spiritual chaos. They want to help others, but their own pain is too great. Please pray that they will find the help and peace that they need, that God will keep them in His heart and help them heal through the power of His grace and mercy.
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God,
In your name God, please. Just don’t let it be cancerous. Please just let it be a polyp. Please Jesus.
Everyone keeps telling me to not be afraid, to trust in you. I’m trying God. I know you can move mountains. I know you can remove this from me. Let this be the last thing that enters my body without my permission to stay there.