Many years ago, I was out of work and tried to find employment to no avail. Frustrated at not being able to earn my own living, I determined that I would move into one of the places set aside for prayer and fasting in my country and stay there until God answers my prayer.

I walked into that prayer mountain angry, with a loud mouth before God and a lot of noise in His Presence. From day one, I brought out my prayer list and talked non-stop before Him.
Read what happened after a while…