God doesn’t answer my prayers. Let me explain...

I have dear friends who have, what seems to be, every prayer answered in miraculous fashion and I burn with jealousy. I have other dear friends who, it would seem, have never had their deepest-heart’s desires filled despite fervent and faithful prayers and I burn in familiar pain.

Their hearts are so soft, so open and so trusting. But they are dirty, already. From the moment of birth, deep in their hearts, a seed of pride began to grow. And it grows more and more demanding every day. It threatens, even now, to spread and latch itself on to every inclination, every moment, and every vein. Sins’ roots sprout evil thoughts, immorality, lust, envy, coveting, foolishness, and hatred. 

This is how they were born. This is how I was born. This is the battle of the heart – it starts here. Inside of each of them, each of us. For out of natural inclinations of the heart, they are defiled.