Prayer mystifies me. I love to pray, love to talk to God about things, but I often wonder what the point is.
Is it about persuading God to agree with me? Hardly.
Is it like giving obeisance to a great cosmic vending machine? I don’t think so.
Is it acting like a voter in a democracy, where the majority wins, so if more people pray, the more effective it is? That doesn’t sound like God.
I have more questions than answers. But Luke frequently wrote how Jesus spent the night in prayer, and if He was God, and needed a lot of time to pray, well, how can I think I can function well without it?
I do think that it may be time to reword the cliche prayer changes things. I find that prayer changes me. And maybe that’s why God asks us to pray. There is something beautiful and exciting, to think that we are still people in process, still being changed more and more into His image!