Send it to God Saturday
So, I forgot last Saturday. Sue me :) I don't have a lot to say tonight, but I wanted to post this so that everyone can post their prayer requests throughout the week. I love you guys so much and am so grateful for your friendship and support.

My prayer request this week is for me. I'm struggling seriously with my PTSD. It seems to be getting worse, and it's really messing with my head. And my relationships. Anyhow, I look forward to praying for you all this week.

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  1. Tia Says:

    My prayer is that God would make my heart wholly pure. I know it sounds all spiritual, but really it isn't. I just want the dirt mucking up my heart to be cleaned up so I can be used more effectively by God. Thanks for praying court. I'll continue to be praying for you.

  2. OneGirl Says:

    I was thinking of you the other day. Hope everything is going well.

    My request is for me and E (Same E from my blog). I saw her today and we are going o na missions trip together very soon...and it's going to be very hard since she won't speak to me. Not even "hi." Please pray for healing and restoration in our relationship, and that the trip will bring us closer to each other and to God. Thanks. :)

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