Psalm 142

"I cry aloud to the Lord;
I lift up my voice to the Lord for
mercy.
I pour out my complaint before him;
before him I tell my trouble.
When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is you who know my way.
In the path where I walk
men have hidden a snare for me.
Love to my right and see;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
no one cares for my life.
I cry to you, O 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."

This is so where I am right now. There is so much going on that is out of my control. I feel like I am so close to getting my prayers answered and getting attacked to try to keep me off track at the same time.