It must have seemed like a viable option at the time, but I have no idea why I agreed to write about wisdom. I'll readily admit I’m one of those people who lacks wisdom. I’m grateful God gives us the option of asking Him to give it to us generously, but I don’t ask; I beg! 

I threw myself on God’s promise when our recently-adopted five year old exhibited a food-related manipulative behavior. I panicked. Would this be the beginning of bulimia or something worse? 

What should I do, God? I need to respond to this right now! And just like that, I KNEW what to do. Not only did God give me the right words to say, he also filled me with a calming presence of peace as I spoke to this precious child. 

I begged again for God’s wisdom when my young neighbor told me she had performed a traditional hex over her baby to make him stop crying. Yessenia had no idea she was dabbling in “white magic,” but the story she told gave me chills when I realized she had opened the door of her home to demonic activity. 

What should I say, Lord? I don’t want to scare Yessi, but she needs to know the truth… and we need to know what to do about these fallen angels who have invaded her home. Once again, God gave me the words and the peace to help my friend and to deal with the demons.

I fell on God’s promise to give wisdom just yesterday when one of my sons told me he had seen and ignored a pornography pop-up on his Kindle but had looked it up a day later. I had no words of my own, but God kept my heart calm and put his words into my mouth as I talked to my boy about extinguishing this fiery arrow from the Enemy. 

Each experience helps me to think more like God does, but until I’m completely like-minded (which won’t be until I’m in heaven), I’m going to keep on begging for wisdom. It’s one circumstance when begging becomes a blessing!