"Lord, you know what's happening to me. Please step in and help me. Punish my persecutors (My persecutor is this Muscular Dystrophy)! Please give me time; don't let me die young.
It's for your sake that I am suffering. When I discovered your words, I devoured them. They are my heart's delight, for I bear your name, O Lord God of Heaven's Armies.
I never joined the people in their merry feasts. I sat alone because your hand was on me I was filled with indignation at their sins.
Why is my wound so incurable? Your help seems as uncertain as a seasonal brook, like a spring that has gone dry."
This is how the Lord responds:
"If you return to me, I will restore you so you can continue to serve me.
If you speak good words rather than worthless ones, you will be my spokesman.
You must influence them; do not let them influence you!
They will fight against you like an attacking army, but I will make you as secure as a fortified wall of bronze.
They will not conquer you, for I am with you to protect and rescue you.
I, the Lord, have spoken!
Yes, I will certainly keep you safe from these wicked men. I will rescue you from their cruel hands." Jeremiah 15: 15-21