The Lesson Corazón Taught Me About Prayer.
This morning, God used something very simple… to teach me something very deep. I have a little kitten, about three to four months old. His name is Corazón—heart in English. I had originally given him away, but he was returned to me because he cries… a lot. And not just any cry—the kind that can give you a headache. But this morning, that cry became a lesson. I was in the kitchen, cooking, and at the same time I was praying. But if I’m honest… my prayer didn’t feel right. It felt rushed. Like I was trying to “get it done” instead of truly being present with God. And in that moment, Corazón started crying. Crying and crying for food. I told him, “Corazón, wait. I’m cooking. I’m almost done.” But he didn’t stop. He kept crying, louder and more desperate. And suddenly… it hit me. That’s how I’ve been praying. Sometimes I come to God with that same urgency. That same frustration. Asking… asking… asking… Wanting everything now. Wanting answers immediately. Wanting things done in my timing....
