Prayer

Dear God,

Please give me your blessing and let me win the lottery. By the lottery I mean the H1-B visa lottery, not the real lottery. This H1-B is more important to me than anything money can buy.

I promise I will be good. I promise I will listen to my parents and email them more often.

I will go out less, I will study harder, I will sleep less, I will exercise, learn to cook, daydream less. I promise I will be less selfish.

I promise to be nice to my friends (please forgive me for bullying my friends when I was small).

I promise to be stricter with my sister.

I promise I will follow my dream of helping the poor. I promise I won't waste food. I promise to give more money to beggars in the subway.

I promise I will shop less.

I promise to love my enemies (although I don't have any enemies). I promise to love my neighbors (although I don't know any of their names). I promise to gossip less (I didn't say stop gossiping).

I know I have been a bad girl and refused to believe in you. But throughout the years, I have realized that everytime I need you (heartbreaks, disappointments, loneliness, failure) and prayed to you, you have always looked after me and forgiven me. I promise to obey you and put my trust in you.

Please let me stay in New York for another few years. Thank you God! God bless you, God. Amen.

Yours truly.

Suong Mai

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