“Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who “worry their prayers” are like wind-whipped waves.”  James 1:6 MSG

I must admit that I often limit a limitless God by bowing before him and meekly asking for minimal things and then weakly expecting.  When preparing to eat I ask for the food to be blessed without asking for health, ability, mental acuity and stamina that food can deliver.  As I go through the day I ask the Lord to watch over me and my family and those that I love, without asking for God’s marvelous grace and mercy to shine through me to others and for my life to shine so brightly that it would cause others to run to him, desiring what lives in me.  In the evening as I thank my Father for his goodness for another day completed, I fail to see and praise him for the miracle that is my life and the miracles that formed my day.  

I have a propensity to become desensitized to redundant things.  The gift of water that is provided by simply turning a knob when in many cultures, women will spend 40% of their life hauling water for the families.  I can position myself in the seat of one of our several vehicles and simply turn a key or press a button and be whisked away to a destination in minutes and hours that until a few short decades ago would have taken days, weeks or even months to complete.  I have the ability to pick up the device in my pocket and talk with people, see the person on the other end by video, access hundreds of millions of data facts, calculate within seconds what on paper would take hours and check my vital signs.  All things until 25 years ago, hard to imagine.  All things to people just a few generations removed, incomprehensible.

I become desensitized to the miracle of heated or cooled air.  The ability to maintain milk, vegetables, meat for days and weeks.  The ability to order a need or want and have it delivered within the next day and in some cases, hours.  I am desensitized by health that most enjoy and shocked when someone I love or am close to deals with sickness because modern medicine protects me from what used to take so many in adolescence or youth.  I take for granted the innumerable gifts of my Father in Heaven.  I am desensitized to the miracles that compromise my life.

I love the melody, “His eye is on the sparrow and I know he watches me.”  Powerful words from Matthew 6.  The God of the Universe watches over you and me.  He loves me and you.  He created us.  He assigned us a royal identity as the daughter and son of the King of all Kings.  His desire to bless us limitlessly.  His longing to walk with us, never ending.  His ability deliver the desires of our heart, eternal.  His expectation that we have only one God who is placed above all else and is absolute.

“But ask the beasts, and they will teach you; the birds of the heavens, and they will tell you; or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you. Who among all these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this? In his hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of all mankind.”  Job 12:7-10 ESV

I love that I have a Father who is never desensitized to my needs and who always delivers what is best for me.  I love how he allows me to stumble but catches me before I fall over the edge.  I love that my Heavenly Dad doesn’t mind a son who perpetually has the grime and stains of sin and is willing to wash me white as snow.  I love that God has given me a life of abundance, measured by his standards and not the temporary standards of a desperate World.  

I love because his Son showed a love so deep, so wide, so everlasting that never becomes desensitized towards me and all who seek him.  I live because he loves.

I’m going to ask for greater things through a smaller me.  More of Him.  Less of me.

“He must become greater; I must become less.” John 3:30 NIV

You’ve got this.