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I've been struggling lately with this word we call prayer and this man we call God. You may judge me but I don't care we pray for a God who is up in thin air. We say he's not there when we want but will come through when I need him. Well I need him now and guess what I can't find him anywhere. I'm confused cause I'm starting to realize all the times I said thank you God got this job or thank you God that I'm able to eat. I'm the one that got up did the work I soed those seeds that I reap. Who are we really praying to does this Man really exist? I'm evaluating things cause if there was a God couldn't all the things broken be fixed? If there was a God shouldn't this world be a better place instead of waiting to die to live in an everlasting majestic place....