Should I Keep Asking

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Where did we get the idea that asking God again and again for healing and a miracle of that impossible thing, means we aren't surrendered?

It's not weakness or a lack of belief or a question of your trust in God either. 

No. Asking over and over is strength and faith. It is abiding and shifting the pain of the lack and the struggle over to God Almighty, which is the only proper thing to do.

I think true surrender is all of the struggle. Giving up on your own wits and wisdom, allows you to become utterly reliant on God's promises. This utter reliance on God for every little or big thing means you recognize your need for a Savior. It means... nothing in my hands I bring, simply to the cross I cling.

If it breaks you, its not to shame you and cripple you, but to See Him...the One who holds the broken, the beaten, and the hurting...

Do both. Surrender and Ask. Keep after it. Don't stop. While that goes on and on and on, make sure you add in praise and worship to God your Maker. He is worthy and we are not...but the blood of Jesus makes us so. Praise is the water your enemy drowns in...I definitely believe this is a part of surrender too.

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