A little boy, 5 years old, was fishing with his older cousins; everyone had caught a fish but him. That’s when he drop to his knees and loudly pleaded to God to let him catch a fish. He then stood up and put his line back in the water. He got a bite and when he pulled the line out of the water he had caught the biggest fish of the day.
I don’t know if the prayer of the boy had anything to do with him catching the largest fish of the day. I do know that it can be a reminder of the importance of prayer and yes talking to God even about the trivial.
“Let me have the simple faith like a child, willing to crawl up in the Father’s lap and just talk.”
Oh and about the story of the fish…it is true…it was my son who dropped to knees.