Bad Investments
they say you really find out who your true friends are when your ship is sinking God has always been there for me
You sit there, shaking. The walls too loud. The silence louder. You feel like you’re losing your mind.
You ask yourself, “Do I belong to this?”
This thing.
This darkness.
This circle that chants and spits and throws curses like rocks in a child’s hand.
You ask yourself, “Where is my master?”
Satan?
But he doesn’t answer. He never does. He smiles when you bleed, and walks when you beg.
You cast your spells. You speak your words. But now they don’t work.
Now they come back at you.
Everything you sent out —
Hate, envy, fear —
Now it crawls up your throat.
Black magic. Black mirror. Black lies.
Where is your master now?
Why does he not help you?
You relied on the circle, the gang, the echo chamber.
I rely on no one.
Not because I hate people.
But because I know the weight of standing alone.
That’s where the truth is.
You take and copy and steal because you have no fire of your own.
Creativity died when you gave yourself to something that doesn’t create — only corrupts.
You say he once had gifts. Maybe he did. But he lost them all.
And now you’re losing yours.
Me?
I have no circle.
I have no spell.
I have no master, except the one who created me.
God.
And while you howl in shadows, I walk in daylight.
While your world collapses, mine stands.
Not because I’m better.
But because I listened.
Because I believed.
Satan is a bad investment.
He gives nothing he doesn’t intend to destroy.
God gives everything — including the choice to walk away.
You asked why it’s happening to you.
You already know.
I hope you have a good day.
But even if you don’t,
I still will.
A Prayer of Repentance
Heavenly Father,
I come to You with a heavy heart — no excuses, no justifications.
Just truth.
I’ve sinned.
I’ve wandered far from Your will, and I see now the weight of my choices.
The silence. The separation. The pain that follows the path without You.
Lord, I am sorry.
Not just for the consequences, but for the offense against You —
For the times I put my desires above Your truth,
For the moments I chased the world instead of Your website heart.
You have always been faithful, even when I was not.
You were near, even when I turned my face away.
I ask You now — please forgive me.
Wash me clean with the blood of Jesus.
Renew my heart. Restore my mind. Rebuild what I have broken.
I repent, Lord.
I turn away from the things that led me here —
The lies, the pride, the anger, the rebellion.
I leave them at Your feet.
I choose You.
Fill me with Your Spirit again.
Teach me to walk in Your ways, to hunger for Your Word,
And to love like You love — truly, deeply, sacrificially.
Thank You for grace. Thank You for mercy I don’t deserve.
Thank You for never giving up on me.
Today, I come home.
In the name of Jesus,
Amen.