Lord, I have NO idea what you will do with the story you have written for my life, that I am about to offer to the public through Amazon. I thank you for helping me to prepare it, and I ask you to bless my efforts in whatever way that YOU desire, for it is YOU who have written this story — I just recorded parts of it, to give to people to read. Please help me to complete the last few steps of the process, and to move on to other projects, as well as to promotional projects for the books and for this site. Father, you see how discouraged my heart is, how lonely, how sick I am of working for other people, how frustrated I am with never having enough money to SAVE UP, despite working 32 to 48 hours per week and paying NO rent. HOW can gas and food and the necessities of life cost SO MUCH?! Lord, you see how my van — the place where I LIVE — is falling apart faster than I can afford to fix it. And you see how badly I want to just go back to the simple life my Mate and I had, living inside our camper together. I MISS that closeness, that simplicity, that freedom, Lord. I MISS living in the same place with my Mate, able to see him while I sit at my desk and work, cooking our meals in our tiny kitchen, and having adequate refrigerated space. And to be honest, I miss sleeping in my loft bed, too. I never thought, back at the end of April when I packed up my stuff in the camper and “moved into” my van to make room for all my Mate’s STUFF in the camper while we moved across the country — that I would STILL be living in my van, over five months later… and with NO end in sight! The plan was to UNLOAD the camper into the barn here, and both of us live inside it… but the camper is still being used for storage, and I just have to make the best of it. I am starting to feel a bit of worry about the coming weeks and months… will my van be able to make it back to Texas?? And WHERE will we live, once we get there? I oscillate wildly between feeling at total peace about all this… and feeling like it is an impossible, worrisome situation. Help me to just TRUST you, Lord. You’ve NEVER let me down. Amen.