 And his dad said, son, what do you mean you're tired of praying? He said, well, I'm not sure it works. I prayed that Aunt Bertha would get a husband. And I prayed that you would grow hair on top of your head. And I prayed that our no-good cousin, you know, Reginald, would get a job. And I just prayed that Mama would lose weight. And none of these things are happening. Well, we either pray God's will. And then we're to act accordingly.