You’re planning to pull the rug out from under me AGAIN? Fer Chrissakes, WHY? I’m still cleaning up from the last time. I’m tired of being Your tool to teach life lessons to others, especially when I have to take the hit first before You drop the hammer.
I’m closer to 60 than 50, Lord, and this is not a good time. You may have eternity; I don’t. I don’t have a backup plan, and I don’t have a safety net. The time is going to come when I don’t land on my feet and this is becoming a game of Russian roulette.
Do me a favor: let me sit this one out. Let me stay housed among friends, employed, rebuilding my life. Use someone else as Thy instrument of justice. Leave me in peace.
I like that… a lot!! Incredibly well said. Exactly the way I’m feeling!