When I don’t know what to ask.

A friend and I were praying. We meet almost every week. We talk about our lives. And we pray for each other.

I said, “You know about the pain. You know about the grief.” and I listed a couple more things that were happening in the life of my friend.

And then I said, “I have no idea what to ask you to do.”

Anything that I could think of to ask for…comfort, wisdom, peace…felt pretty inadequate and pretty redundant. I mean, God already knows when those things are needed, whether we think that he pr...