Throughout the few hours that I was there in that city, I realized that something had changed inside me. I became aware that I was not really asking God for anything as I stood there in front of the holy idols, holding my hands. Rather I was just standing thoughtless, strangely devoid of anything.
Maybe I have already asked for too much?
Maybe I had too many things to ask for?
Maybe I didn’t have anything to ask for?
Maybe I didn’t want to bother Him anymore?
Maybe I do understand that He knows more about me than I do?