I am a 25 year old male who is completely lost and desperately in need of a miracle or prayer. I am the youngest of a family of four and brother to my only sibling, my sister Melissa. My mom and dad got a divorce when I was 12, and they havent talked since. My sister is three years older than me, and she is the most important person in the world to me. She was my best friend growing up and I would do anything for her. About seven or eight years ago while she had just started college, she became very sick with as far as we can tell, an autoimmune disease. It shut her down, put her in the E.R., and proppelled her into a life of med administration, side effects, multiple other diseases, and oceans emotional depression and torment. I lived with my mom and my sister, and we tried to help eachother out financially and spiritually, but our poverty combined with the failing health of my sister led us apart, and now Melissa lives out of state in KS, because of the low elevation (shes on oxygen). My heart is broken. Ive tried so desperately to make enough money to help her, but living in CO, financially supporting myself is difficult enough. Everytime I call her, she has some new, disgusting complication from her illness; the most recent one being random seizures throughout the day. And she lives alone. On top of all that happening, my parents both are experiencing other debilitating diseases; my fathers diabetes is progressing and my mothers cancer is becoming difficult to handle. Between all three of us we dont have house, only renting temporary places. The point of me writing this is because I need some Christian people to give me a perspective I havent realuzed yet; because at this point in my life, I feel like God is cursing my beloved ones to a slow, agonizing, tearful death, so after they are gone I will be alone in the world. The past eight years have left me exhausted, cynical, and honestly terrified of what will happen tomorrow. I would give my own life in a heartbeat for my sister, my mother, or my father, and ive prayed an encyclopedia in hopes God would just ease their suffering. Honestly, what the hell am I supposed to do? Because I have lost hope, except for the thought of knowing that after they die, their pain will end. I have trouble looking beyond their passing, at any sort of desireable life I want to live. After theyre gone I will feel alone, purposeless, and still confused! Has this happened to anyone in the Bible?