The plaque in our convention center room read, “For your Convenience, Dial 88 for any Guest Requests.” The second day of our stay, our bathtub drain was clogged, so I dialed 88. A cheerful voice answered, “We’ll get someone to fix that. I’m so sorry for the inconvenience. Is there anything else I can do for you?” A plumber rushed to our room and unclogged the drain.
I learned something about prayer that day.
Now, when I present my requests to God, I imagine Him saying, “I can fix that. I’m sad about your pain. Is there anything else you I can do for you?” The difference with God is that He isn’t just doing his job. He’s my Father who loves me.