Akshata was a very lively, restless child. One day her mother, unable to bear it, said to her smart and quick-witted daughter:
“Look, Akshata, how tired I am of you in the evening.” I need to come up with something so you don't tire me out so much.
“Yes, mommy, I will do whatever you want,” the girl agreed.
“Now I’ll give you a bath, and then you’ll go to your room, sit quietly in it for five minutes and all this time you’ll pray to God to make you a good girl.”
- Okay, I'll do it!
Akshata went to her room, returned five minutes later and said:
- Mommy! I prayed. I don’t want you to get tired so much that I prayed very hard.
But the next day nothing changed. Mom reproached Akshata:
- Daughter, I thought you were praying!
- Mommy, I prayed so fervently! But if God didn’t make me a good girl, then either he can’t do anything about me, or he likes me the way I am.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru