Seek

Seek, if ye will find. Knock, if the door will not open. "Will the father whose son asks for bread give him a stone? So much more will your heavenly father give you those good things you ask for." I on my knees asked for understanding. I asked for light. I asked for truth. I did not ask for more than I needed in material things. But I asked for more than I needed in matters of God and truth. I learned how ignorant and crude and low my mind was, how much my soul needed expansion, and above all, how much love was missing. By the time my knees had become pillars of stone I understood.