I think we often don’t stop to think about what really matters when we pray. We may pray at the dinner table and give thanks for our food, but how deeply do we mean that? Or maybe we only really pray when things are falling apart in our life. If we only pray in crises or in shallow ways, I think we take life for granted. We’re missing out. Not praying deeply and deeply-frequently is like skydiving from a tree. We don’t get the full height and depth and width and richness and perspective and expanse and the wind of the heavens. Without growing in a life of rich prayer, we don’t do life justice.
Harder questions: When are we supposed to pray? How often? About what? Why do we so often treat it like an add-on to our busy lives?