One could say so much about prayers, but this morning my thoughts were overflowing with this one thought that God already knows what we need before we realize it, and yet we beg him. It is because we know that he has the power to help us.
While I was thinking about this, I remembered a thing my Dad and mom told my older brother about our Algebra teacher, Mr. Vebee.
My dad was struggling in his class, although he is an incredibly bright student. My mother just aces the class, as with all of her classes. It seemed she knew what was required and did it. Both my older brother and I had this same teacher, funny my best friend was his aide, and my brothers age, further strange is that my cousin now teaches in that very classroom. Anyhow, the Teacher had decided that my brother took after my father, and so, my brother struggled, but was offered help at any time, which he seemed to refuse, and so the teacher decided that he did not have my mother's nature, but took after my dad. So, backstory over my parents were explaining to my brother how he needed to take advantage of the help offerred. It did not imply that he was stupid, but that the teacher needed to see that he would be humble enough to do what was required, and my brother did not need to be taught how to do math, but how to live life.
Today, my thought, "what's that, Pythagoras?", is that praying is for our benefit. It is an act of humility to acknowledge that we need help and are willing to recieve it.
I have a better story to tell about memorizing pi to 100 digits, but it has very little to do with the subject matter, so I will give it mention, lest I forget it forever, but I will not tell it at this point.
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