Prayer is sometimes difficult.
It is work.
It is worthwhile work, but it is work.
Connecting seems tough.
Guilty self-flagellation longing for relaxed intimacy and immediacy.
Then, in just a moment, realization.
It has been about me ... even the efforts at devotion and upward focus - MY depth of spiritual sensitivity.
Arrogance wrapped in self-loathing.
How about a conversation about something outside of me?
How about a shared concern with an Eternal Friend whose love for our common friend is calling me to intercession, even mention?
How about ... prayer?
Shall we get to work?