Dippy Eggs and Other Nagging Requests

One of my new friends this summer, Lisa, comes over 2-3 times each week to help with my "get-up-and-go" (aka, the Morning Routine). She's a physical therapist and a cross-fitter, so she is kind of a superhero in the caregiving world, but she is also sweet and a little goofy, so we have a great time together while she's here. 

I love breakfast, but I typically try to keep my morning meal pretty basic, like cereal or yogurt or toast with tea. I just feel like my get-up-and-go is a lot of steps and the busiest shift, and I don't want my caregivers to have to spend a lot of extra time putting together a meal for me, especially if they've got a big day of their own ahead. 

A few weeks ago, Lisa was finishing up with my hair and asked what I wanted for breakfast. "Well, how much time do you have?" I asked. "Do you need to get going soon?" 

"I've got some time," she said vaguely. 

"How do you feel about frying an egg for me?" I tentatively ventured. 

She laughed. "I thought you were gonna ask me for something really complicated!" Then she teased me with a sarcastic tone, "Connie. Are you asking me if I have three minutes to make an egg for you? Um, yeah, I think I can handle that!" 

I really don't know why I felt like that was a big ask, or why it's hard for me to add toast and shredded cheese to my request. But Lisa pretty much is my breakfast egg person now, and she even makes suggestions or asks questions like, "How 'dippy' do you like your egg?" 

Last week during breakfast, we were talking about Jesus, like we often do. The subject was prayer, and she said, "I think he really likes it when we tell him what we want and ask him for those things. Even though he knows our hearts already, it's good when we spend the time talking to him about it." 

"It's good to be reminded of that, because sometimes I'm worried that I annoy him, when I keep nagging him with the same requests over and over," I admitted. "It's like the eggs-for-breakfast thing... is it right to even ask for things that aren't essential? Am I asking him for the wrong thing, something he doesn't really want for me? And if so, should I stop asking? Should I just calm down and be content with what he's already given me?" 

As we continued to talk it through, I realized that I should give thanks and be content in what He's given me already, but also see those things as evidence of his goodness and generosity that is endless. He loves me, and he loves to give good gifts to those he loves. He also made me, so he knows the good things I desire because he built them into me, and he will fulfill those desires in his perfect time and perfect way. They are not too much, too big of an ask for him! He parted the sea, made the sun stand still in the sky, and raised the dead... he can handle anything my imagination could come up with, and make it even better.

In the meanwhile, as Lisa said, he still likes it when I talk to him about those desires, because that means I keep bringing them to him instead of trying to fulfill them my way. It's in these prayers that I can rest and delight in the fact that he hears me and loves me.