Could you pray for me?

Today, just a segundo nakaraan actually, a cheerful lady came to our door and altered our everyday life. Our tahanan is foreclosed. My mom walked inside the house crying. To the best
of my knowledge I don't know why the lady said, "you take care". That lady just told
us we are going to be homeless, but uy "take care". She was so condescending with her
happiness. It was probably unintentional, but it felt the same as non. This morning
I woke up at 5:45am. I was trying to win Taylor matulin konsiyerto tickets but didn't.
Some twat who didn't even know who she was going to take won. She said, "It's a
good morning." Then not 10 minutos later, foreclosure. I don't know how long until
we are homeless but I will most likely not be submitting entries. Today was supposed
to be a good day. My sister got back from Ohio at 12am and we had planned something
for today, I think. My dad was going to take as to Disney but since the car broke
down....again, again, again, we had to use the money for that. $400 spent that time.
Over $1000 spent on that good-for-nothing piece of crap. I suppose I could tell
that it feels like life is falling apart. But in times of tragedy and despair is
when you need to lean on God the most. Perhaps all of our actions lead us up to
this point. Not doing devotions enough or not doing something else, I don't know.
Kind of cruel punishment if you ask me or at least a cruel way to get us on the
right track. How is it the people who are worse off then we are don't lose their
house? I know, that's terrible to say. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy. I
don't really have an enemy. Something amazing is going to happen. It has to.
I just wish God would hurry up with it. My parents can't take this much friction.
And neither can I. So please, just pray for me. Pray for my family. And pray
that God will help us see the light at the end of this dark tunnel.