Do we wrestle with God when we are alone in our prayer closets? Do we realize that we are coming face to face spiritually with Him in that place, or do our prayers seem to be purely physical… a mental exercise of our body and mind? We, like Jacob, can wrestle with what we see and touch, only to realize when it is too late, and the sun has risen, that our match was with God Himself, and not with man… our mental perception of God. At that moment we humble ourselves, and He blesses us with a new name, and we honor that place by calling it “God strives”.