When I was in prison

When I was in prison I did not have any place to turn for support. No one visited me, but there were a few faithful servants of the Lord who faithfully wrote me letters. My mother was one of those servants. Since I have been out of prison I have not been able to establish work here that's why I am pleading for your help today. I am asking you to partner with me and help my efforts in buying a used picked up truck so that i can not only provide for myself, but also provide for others in need. God bless you thank you for your support. I am sharing a favorite bible scripture I memorized while in prison. I pray it touches your heart like it did mine!





Psalm 142


"I cry aloud to the Lord;
I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.
I pour out before him my complaint;
before him I tell my trouble.
When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is you who watch over my way.
In the path where I walk
people have hidden a snare for me.
Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
no one cares for my life.
I cry to you, Lord;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
Listen to my cry,
for I am in desperate need;
rescue me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
Set me free from my prison,
that I may praise your name.
Then the righteous will gather about me
because of your goodness to me."

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