Just ask

(Originally posted 4/14/2017)

This is me when I was 3(?) and the adorable ceramic cookie jar is Charlie the chipmunk. Charlie used to Sit on my grandma Loeffelbein’s kitchen counter. My parents would not let me ask for cookies. It was rude to ask. They did not say that I couldn’t just stand in the kitchen and stare at Charlie until my grandmother offered me a cookie. I’m sure I drove my grandma nuts with my wistful silence.

We have not, because we ask not.

This is what James said about prayer.

We don’t have from God because we do not ask of God.

This is Easter weekend.

Ask.

Ask God for forgiveness. Ask for God for a new relationship with him. Ask God that relationships be restored in our families, in our marriages, in our friendships. Ask God for our needs. Ask. Talk to our Father.

When Jesus taught his disciples to pray he said to start with “our Father in heaven”.

Ask.

(Sorry for driving you crazy grandma, and thanks for the cookies!)

Author: Peterloeffelbein

I am a man. I am an older man. I am a husband and a dad and a grandpa. I am a disciple of Jesus. Because I am a disciple of Jesus much of what I write is about him, and I usually end what I write with a question, do you the reader know that Jesus loves you? He does. He loves us all but he loves you specifically. He loves me specifically. What will you do with that information today?