Note: I'm going to say right off the bat that this will be a little, if not quite a bit, different from my normal writes. For those who don't know, I was raised Episcopalian and am currently in the proccess of Catholic conversion. My faith in God has helped me all my life, gotten me through everything.
So here goes nothing - this is unstructured, more like random word vomit than anything else.

Everything happens for a reason
God has given me so much strength
Strength I never knew I could have
The pain is overwhelming
My support from others is crumbling
Sometimes I feel that
Hope and prayer is all that's left