simply scraps

I pray for miracles, big miracles. And I often question myself. Should I be praying for these things? Am I worthy to ask? Do I deserve this? The answer; a big fat NO. But then I look at the miracles in the Bible. For instance, the woman whose daughter had an evil spirit (mark 7) what humbleness and yet there was such boldness. She understood that while what she asked of the Lord was HUGE in human eyes was only a “scrap of food” in His. What faith, what confidence, what mercy displayed by Christ. What generosity. What flexibility in His plan( after all she wasn’t a Jew) and yet it was just as He planned. My God never ceases to amaze me. I can come boldly knowing that He is the God of All Grace!