I have prayed for healing for years and nothing has changed. Do I keep asking, or is it time to accept that this is simply my life?

“And he said, Let me go, for the day breaketh. And he said, I will not let thee go, except thou bless me.”

Jacob spends a night wrestling a stranger by the river Jabbok and refuses to let go without a blessing. He is not polite about it. He walks away with the thing he asked for and with a limp he keeps for the rest of his life. Scripture treats his refusal to stop asking as faith rather than as nagging or as a failure to accept his circumstances.

“I say unto you, Though he will not rise and give him, because he is his friend, yet because of his importunity he will rise and give him as many as he needeth. And I say unto you, Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.”

Jesus tells a faintly comic story about a man hammering on a neighbor's door at midnight until he gets bread, and says that shameless persistence is how to come to God. He was speaking to disciples who would soon face far worse than an unhelpful neighbor. The point is not a technique for getting results. It is permission to keep knocking without embarrassment.