Have you ever been convinced that because of how audacious your approach has been with God that somehow it was the same thing as being honest with Him?
I had this ah-huh moment recently concerning a prayer that I’m pretty sure I’ve prayed at least a million times. You know, it’s that prayer you offer with so much passion and fervor, and instead of it reaching heaven, it seems to hit the ceiling, bounce back, and smack you in the face?
Yes, that prayer.
You’ve tried bargaining, pleading, crying, and even giving up on this whole prayer business. And all the while you are convinced that your prayer is, well, honest. How could it not be? You’ve poured out your heart a billion times about how much this means to you, and how much you need for God to come through.
Sound familiar to any one?