“Mom, I’m hungry,” my daughter announced to me, the basement door closing behind her.
“Oh, hello, Hungry!” I replied, looking over my shoulder from the kitchen sink, “How are you today?” intending to jog her memory about asking directly for what she wanted.
“Mo-therrr,” she acquiesced, annoyed at my response to her. She remembered to ask and in monotone rephrased, “Mom-would-you-please-make-me-something-to-eat?”
“Sure,” I gladly agreed. “Thank you for asking.”
God instructs us to ask Him. And for a good reason. We must learn to do the same with one another.
It’s okay to ask!
No games. No hinting. No monkey-business.
For everyone who asks and keeps on asking receives…