When we are in deep want of something, and we pray...repeatedly...for God to gift it to us, and we get it, we are ecstatic in our happiness. We want to believe this means that God saw our goodness and rewarded us.
Ah, but when something less than wonderful personally happens to us, we don't even blink...we put the blame on God.
Paradox alert: That good we prayed for? Too often it turns to dross, and we wish we'd never heard of it. That less-than-wonderful that dropped on our heads? We can't even count the times it has turned out to be the pearl beyond price in our life.
There. That's be careful what you pray for on wheels. Too often too many of us, believing it is praying Thy will, not mine, be done that counts, repeat it by rote. If we stay there, we will stay there.
It is not until our inner eye is opened, almost always by necessary suffering, that we know that God's love has entered our heart. Finally we mean it, we want His will in our life more than we want our will in our life always and all ways.
Thank you.
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