Struggling Well With Life

I realized after praying for a bit this morning that I had launched into a litany of requests, a whole lot of “asks”. I climbed onto the Father’s lap and rattled through a list of all the things I want Him to do, just like so many kids at the mall will do today.  And I don’t feel shamed by these requests, for to pretend that they are not there is only a mental game that discounts the reality that God already knows my heart, and what is on it. I may have gotten it in reverse today, but this list acknowledges who He is, for no one can provide the movement and involvement in the lives of others and my own that I am requesting from God.  God, and God alone remains the ultimate source of power, change, and comfort.  And so I ask, and will continue to ask.