I learnt it by heart...and I believed in it... because it made sense...I learnt that no father will give his son a stone if he asks for bread nor give him a snake if he asks for a fish...why would God do it then? Why would he not listen to my prayers?
But somewhere down the line I think I misunderstood the concept...because I stopped asking God...I asked mortals instead...and of course I didn't get anything...I kept asking...all the time...that one day they would understand...but it didn't happen...they kept listening... and I kept asking... till it made me hate everybody...including myself.
God looked at me and said, 'ask me.'
I will ask.
The wisdom to 'ask' what is right.
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