Simply

Hmm i writing this with a head full of wet hair, unable to go to sleep even though there's a test the following morning.

Oh how we love to complicate our lives. We ask so many questions, but do we ever wait and listen for an answer? We knock, but do we ever wait for the door to be opened? We seek, but do we hang around to find?

Sometimes the answers are staring right at us. Yet we do not know. We hope to do great things, but sometimes all he wants is the simple things to be done. We want divine revelation, but sometimes all he wants is a childlike faith. We want miraculous signs, but sometimes all he asks for us to know him better.

Maybe the oh so great and grand scheme that I envision God to have planned for me is just something very normal yet so powerful and beautiful, that is to pray.