Possibly relevant joke:
A blonde prays to God every night, "Dear Lord, my child is in the hospital, my husband died in war, I'm an orphan, I lost my job and the bank is threatening to foreclose on my house. I'm on the verge of losing everything. In your grace and kindness, would you please, please, please allow me to win the lottery, just once? Amen."
The next night, the blonde prayed again, "Dear Lord, they repossessed my car so I couldn't go to any job interviews, my child is getting worse, and I just got the bill for my husband's funeral. Would you please, please, PLEASE allow me to win the lottery? Amen."
The next night, the blonde prayed again, "Dear Lord, why have you forsaken me? My child is now on life support, I don't have any food in the refrigerator, and they shut off the electricity to my house. Why can't you find it in your heart to help me?"
Suddenly, a heavenly voice boomed through the blonde's bedroom, "CHILD, GO AND BUY A LOTTERY TICKET FIRST."