I know I don’t pray to you much, but I rarely ask you for anything either. I did in Iraq because I needed my soul cleansed and I thank you for that..you were there. I asked you for help that one time in jail and you came through…thank you again. I know I betrayed you and myself when I paid for Betty’s abortion. For that, I’m truly sorry and regret it. Please know I never wanted to do it but for the love of a girl, I caved in…I was wrong. And now I find myself asking you to help me in the name of love again. But this time, I just want you to guide her. Give her some relief. I want her in my life but I’ll understand if she’s not meant to be there. Just help her Lord, I’ll be fine. The pieces always fit back together. She’s a wonderful woman and she deserves the best in life. I pray she gets it and if I’m lucky, I’ll be there to see it happen. Thank you again for all that you have carried me through.