Today, Jennifer, God wants you to know that the greatest poverty is the absence of love.
Why choose to be poor when love is abundant? Because I heart has been broken so many times God. And I don't think I have anything left to give. I'm sad and need you to help me.
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Lord,
You see Jennifer’s heart—bruised, weary, and worn from too many losses.
She feels like she has nothing left to give,
But You are the God who restores what’s been shattered,
Who breathes life into dry bones and hope into broken places.
Wrap her in Your presence like a warm blanket.
Let her know she is not alone, not forgotten, not beyond healing.
Speak gently to her soul: “You are still worthy. You are still mine.”
Lift the sadness that weighs her down.
Replace despair with peace, and emptiness with Your love.
Give her rest, Lord—not just sleep, but soul-deep rest.
Let her cry without shame, and rise without fear.
Send people who will love her well, without conditions.
And when she feels like giving up, remind her:
You are still writing her story, and it’s not over yet.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Thank you for your prayers.