Today, I received a harsh blow. I was expecting a good amount of money, but it didn't come, and it won't come.
I was expecting this money because, some time ago, I dreamed of the day August 25th.
A terrible discouragement has fallen upon me. And a desire to give up on writing this book and completing this purpose.
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A prayer diary by someone going through a prayer crisis
No FicciónThis diary is my last attempt to find out if prayer works.
