What kind of father hands his child a scorpion when he asks for a loaf of bread?
In prayer, especially prayer that seems to be slow in coming, we can grow indignant. We may object that we’re not asking for scorpions and serpents. We’re asking for loaves of bread-surely something good. It seems innocuous, but perhaps the Father knows we’re gluten intolerant. Or that a greater feast is right around the bend. Perhaps there is something that we can’t see.
What we’re asking for isn’t bad. It’s bad for us.
And what Father gives his children things that are bad for them?