258 The Need to Ask Anyway

On Childlike Dependency and the God Who Already Knows

Good morning and hello friends,

I walked with Wiggles this morning and realized I’ve been silent where I should have been begging.

The logic seemed sound: God knows me. He knows my heart, my needs, the unspoken wants that gnaw at my ribs before I can name them. To my rational mind, the prayer felt redundant. “He already knows,” I’d think, and let the sile…