Dear God, I want to go home. I feel empty without life. Since I was a little kid, only five years old, and even now as I’ve grown, I feel like I don’t have a purpose. What is the purpose of this life? What was my purpose after being born into this world?
Dear God, I am asking for one thing. I truly want to find that secret formula of Square 9. Why is it so hard to discover? Dear God, please help me or, at the very least, let me know if I have no chance of figuring it out at all.
Dear God, I feel so hopeless, and I often want to die. I am helpless every time I listen to the song with the lyrics, “…it is all the tragedy for me to see my dream is over…”. I never know what I should do!
Dear God, I realize I’m just a sinner, but I have been trying to change, to become a better man. You know everything I have done. My last question is this: how can I become a better man without financial support? I’ve always wanted to help others willingly. As I said, You know everything I’ve done. Until now, I have nothing left. To whom else can I turn for help? Only You, dear God, please help me.