When I didn’t want God I didn’t talk to Him. I had nothing to say to Him. What do you say to someone you have rejected? That you have despised? Nothing.

Yet He was still God. I knew He was God. So in my despair I did pray. I asked Him to please not let me wake up in the morning. And mercifully He didn’t answer my prayer.

To know God is to pray. To know God is to have His name on my lips at all moments. That He is acting right here. He is moving through me and around me.

How can I love God and not pray? How can one love a spouse and not talk with that person? It is impossible. If I love you I will give you my life. If I love God then I will lay everything at the foot of the cross.

And I will pray.