Saint Teresa longed to climb a mountain and cry out to the world: “Pray, pray, pray.” Her urgency echoes Christ’s own command: “We ought always to pray and not to faint” (Luke 18:1). Prayer is not merely a spiritual discipline—it is the lifeline of grace, the breath of the soul, the key to the treasury of heaven.
In our weakness, we falter. Temptation seduces, virtue strains, and our good intentions often collapse under pressure. Yet the Lord’s invitation remains: Ask, and it shall be given to you. Not once, not occasionally—but always. Persevering prayer fortifies us. It draws down the omnipotence of God into our fragile hearts. It is the cry that reanimates desire, the knock that opens heaven’s door.
And still, we hesitate. We grow weary. We wonder if our asking is in vain. But the only reproach Christ gives is this: we do not ask enough.
So we ask again. We seek again. We knock again. Not as beggars, but as beloved children. Because when the Son of God comes, He will not measure our success, our strength, or our status. He will look for faith. Will He find it in us?
Let Him find us praying.
Smitten With Goodness 