You Pray Like A Girl!!!

My daughter, Ella, is one and a half years old.

She is demanding. Very, very, demanding. My daughter, Charis, was very different when she was little. She was placid, quiet, and compliant. Ella is loud, stubborn, and extremely persistent. Maybe it’s a firstborn, secondborn thing.

When Ella wants something, like an Oreo, this is what she does. She says the word “Oreo” in a mildly pleasant, request-like tone. “Oreo?” If I fail to answer Ella within 1.5 seconds, she begins repeating the word over and over, growing more insistent each time.

“Oreo? Oreo? Oreo?! Oreo?!?! OREO? OREO?!? OOOOORRRRRREEEEEOOOOOO!!!!!!!”

It’s enough to make a perfectly normal, healthy, strong, good-looking, well-adjusted man such as myself, twitch with insanity. But, her strategy works. She always gets an answer. It may not be the answer she was hoping for, but she will not rest until she has an answer to her very important question.

I’ve often thought about my little girl in relation to my prayer life. Ella knows that I am her father, and she knows that I love her, and she knows that I love to give her good things. So she asks. And asks. And asks. She isn’t rebuffed when I don’t immediately grant her sugar-laden request. She is persistent and agressive. She doesn’t let the fact that I said “no” last time hinder her from asking again.

I want to pray more like my little girl. In Luke 11:9-10, Jesus said:

And I tell you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened.

I give up easily in prayer. When I don’t see an immediate answer, my prayer get weak and fluffy. They lose their agressive, sharp edge. The heat of my faith cools off. But it shouldn’t be this way. The longer my prayers go unanswered, the more I should crank up their intensity.

I love to give good gifts to my little girl. God loves to give better gifts to me. So yes, I want to pray like a girl.