I have always been a journaler, and pouring out my heart to God on the pages of a journal feels as natural as talking to a best friend. I love that God cares enough about my heart to listen to me ramble about all of those crazy emotions swirling around inside of me. I have stacks and stacks of journals with pages filled with everything from the ramblings of a new-to-faith teenager to the confessions, desires, and prayers for my marriage and my still-new adult life.
But when it comes to actually asking for specific, tangible things? I’m not so sure.