A Mother's Wisdom

The other day I was thinking about my relationship with the Lord, the father relationship, and how I didn't ask for certain things.  I am the type of person who has always tried to avoid being seen as greedy or a user.  I didn't want to be one of those people that makes those around me feel like they are just a source for whatever I want.  I feel that same way with God.  I have been hesitant to ask for certain things because I feel like it is too much.  Not that God can't do whatever he wants to do, but God didn't put me on this earth so that he could give me whatever I wanted.  I don't want to be spoiled.  I feel like I am dishonoring God or trying to assert my wishes over his for my life.  I became dissatisfied with my relationship with him, and with the way that things were going with my life, and I was wondering what was going wrong! Something was missing. My mother told me that maybe I was looking at things from the wrong angle.  God as my father wants to give me things, and according to the word he wants me to ask him for things.  "Ye have not because ye ask not"    she said.  Why not ask God for what you really want.  She said that I was treating God as if I was a stranger to him when I actually always have an open audience with him.  God is pleased when I trust him with my requests.  If I ask anything in his name I know that he hears me.  He told me to ask, and he loves it when  I ask believing.  He wants to give me the world!  I suppose asking for a car isn't too much.  I guess my caution has been because I don't want God to think that I am ungrateful for what I have or that I am taking advantage of my relationship with him.  God knows my intentions; he knows my heart.  I won't be afraid to ask anymore.  I won't be afraid to trust God for what I really do want because God can do more than I could ever ask or imagine.  I won't be afraid to get what I ask for either!  Maybe that was it all along.

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