The other day I was sitting on my armchair with my baby son sleeping in my arms. The other kids were at school, and my wife was having a quick nap.
What did I do? I propped open my Bible on a cushion, and spent some time reading and praying.
I’m not bragging about my holy habits. I’m only writing this because that’s such a rare occurrence — me, grabbing a quick opportunity to pray, whatever else is going on.
Why is it so rare? Because over the past 15 years of being a Christian, I’ve developed a lot of little preferences about how I like to pray, and without my realising it, they became obstacles to prayer.
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