Remember how in the Family when we'd pray we'd often yell at Jesus and command Him? I was praying the other night and just suddenly had a longing to know Jesus, see Him, talk to Him, and I prayed that way. Afterwards I was telling my wife about it and saying that I'm sure Jesus heard my "soft" prayer more than if I had my face scrunched up and yelling, and she said, "I don't think He likes being yelled at anyway."
So true. :c)