Basically the physics of praying is, you keep praying until you come to the point where God tells you that you have to stop praying because something else is on the way.
I haven't arrived at that the point, yet. Maybe I won't, which means that my wish will be granted. Or maybe I don't want to. Being the hopeless romantic that I am, I'd like to think that God wants me to keep praying. The thing is, granted or not, this trial has made me closer to Him. I'm enjoying it. I'm cherishing every moment when I wake up in the middle of the night and pour all my hearts content. The best thing about praying is that I know He knows already what's on my heart and my mind and yet He listens. He always does. Thankfully He isn't like human beings who'll say, "Oh, c'mon. Tell me something new."
But seriously, praying is nice. I'm glad I have a god to whom I can ask something. I'm glad I don't have to work out everything by myself. Life can be so tiring sometime and people can be so disappointing. At times you can't count on them and you have to simply accept that to some people, you will always be second. It's so good to know that I always have a last resort. And that I will always do.
