Please help me find a utility truck for me and my brother Andy to start our mobile mechanic business. Please make him more reliable. Lastly please give us the business sense, money and the customers to start off and be more successful and earn more than we're making now. All I need is the opportunity to buy a good used utility truck. I'm tired of being a CEO's slave. All I want is for me and my brother to live a good life and have a good career.

God, please give my father the strength to rise above the stroke that's taken his body and his mind. Let him live again. I don't want to see his eyes and lips superglued together in a box. I may as well be laying there too. It hurts me to think about. Dad needs more time. Give him back his mind. Give him back his strength. And let him know that he has not been forgotten.

Please make my job more easier and less chaotic. Please give me good help. I'm one person doing the job of three. On Saturday my job will be at full volume like 200 times what I've had to deal with recently. It's taking its toll on my body. I just want everything to work out. Also help me to get along better with my coworkers and bosses and make them help me instead of sitting in the office or goofing all the time. Thank you.

God, please help me to get a job with Fender Guitar Company. Also help me find the love of my life I can have children with etc. I just wanna be happy and have good career. Thank you. Amen

In April I posted a prayer about my 71 year old father losing his brother to cancer and how I wanted him to get right before he dies... One month later in May he had a massive stroke at the beginning of quarantine. He’s been in the city hospital, a specialty center and now a nursing home because of his condition. His left side is paralyzed. He can’t swallow so he has a feeding tube in his stomach. He has severe dementia because of the stroke. He’s lost 70 lbs. He’s pitiful looking. It is overwhelming. I saw him today through a window and talked to him on the phone. He ask me how his parents were and how he wanted to go home. They’ve been dead since 2001. I can see death in my dad’s face. Ironically when I look into the mirror I can see it in my own too. I had a dream the other night that I shot myself in the back of the head. I don’t know if it’s just stress or maybe my subconscious is finally agreeing with my conscious. I do contemplate it. I do. Maybe I’ll post a prayer about my personal stuff. I don’t know what ministers do for dying people. I wish someone would say a prayer for my dad though. I want him to pull through this. I don’t want it to be his time.

My father lost one sister and two brothers to cancer. One brother recently. He only has one sibling left now which cares nothing about the family. No doubt the cancer will eventually catch up to him too. They all used to work in the same factory. He’s 71 years old and not in good health. He was always the black sheep. A convicted murderer. The toughest and strongest man I’ve ever know. Wasn’t the ideal father. Wasn’t much of a father at all. But at least I had one and I was never scared of anyone else but him. I’m worried about his health but I’m more worried about where he’s going after he dies. What ever he did in his past is what it is. I just want my father to rise out of this hole he’s been digging and actually be absolved and forgiven. I want him to take charge of his life even if it is for a few short years and make the most of his last days. He used to be the baddest mofo around and probably still is at heart honestly. He has the grit of a grizzly. I just want him to make the best out of what he has left. I want him to find happiness and serenity before he dies. I don’t think he’s actually known that in a very long time. He has no peace of mind. Just like me his son. I'm the same way. I just never got caught.

What should I do about my scum bag druggie brother who manipulates our mom into giving him money?

This dude just did five years in prison for intentionally crushing his two month old infant’s rib cage and rupturing her stomach. He’s been out for about three years now but is still on probation which he’s violated several times for possession of drugs and failing drug tests.

He just got evicted from his apartment for not paying his rent I’m assuming because he never paid anyone else rent ever. Now he’s moved into an unfurnished tiny old trailer and is renting to own for $90k. In the meantime he’s been at our house constantly wanting money or something for nothing.

Every time I see him he’s high or has drugs on him or in his car and claims to be broke. I used to use drugs myself and I know that being broke and having drugs means you’re prioritizing drugs before everything else. My issue is that instead of using his money to buy the things he needs, he buys drugs and then comes to me or my mom for more money.

Let me explain my disposition with my mom. My mom is 51 years and disabled from MS and for the past three years I’ve been taking care of her and working full time to pay the bills. I never buy anything. I do drink because I have CPTSD but it’s not a problem.

I never have people over though sometimes I’ll give my mom a couple hundred bucks and tell her to go shopping for a few hours while a girl I’m seeing comes over. It’s not like I’m moving someone in or something. However I still feel guilty about it as I do with everything else including these issues with my druggie brother.

Eitherway I know my brother is going to slip up and go back to prison. The guy is driving around right now on a dead temporary tag which will give probable cause for him to get pulled over. When that happens the cop will smell the weed and will have probable cause for a search and then they’ll find out that he has other harder drugs etc and he will go to jail.

I honestly don’t care. This guy has done nothing for me other than take from me and our mom. He hasn’t even bought her a Christmas or birthday present since he’s been out of jail. My mom took him in after the atrocity of him nearly killing an infant.

In fact he was laying up with some woman in his bedroom all day doing drugs on my mom’s birthday when he got out. He refused to come out or make the woman leave. He even let the woman put her stuff in our house and got her ID issued with my mom’s address on it trying to make her look like a legal resident/tenant there.

Meanwhile he was working at Burger King, not paying a dime in rent or bills, buying crap he didn’t need and continuing to bring this women into our house every day of the week. So we ended up putting him out. The next place he moved into he didn’t pay rent either and did things against the landlord’s wishes like keeping Pitbulls inside and selling drugs out the apartment.

The guy is a user. I’ve never been in trouble in my life except for getting a DUI when I was really young which I got dropped. I honestly feel like bashing his skull in when he comes to my house stoned and asking for more money. I don’t want to go to jail. I don’t deserve be brought down by someone like him. I only deal with him though because he has my mom snowed.

My prayer is that mom sees through my brother’s deception and holds him accountable for his actions.

The reason I took the time to write all this stuff is because I would like advice from others on what to do in a situation with someone like this. Any thoughts would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.