I was taught how to pray when I was very young – before I could even talk, it was part of the routine. Close your eyes, fold your hands, kneel and say your prayers before eating and before bedtime. Of course, I didn’t mind, but it didn’t mean much. In fact, more often than not, prayer was just a mindless routine, a hindrance to devouring the food before me or even a chance to get someone else in trouble – reporting to my mum that my brother’s eyes were open (regardless of her statement that if I knew that, my eyes had to be open too).
But while building prayer as a habit is always good, Jesus implores us in the Bible to make sure that our prayer is meaningful. As we grow older, we gain more of an ability to make prayer personal – or do we? How many times have we, even as teenagers and adults, prayed the same prayer over and over? Where it began as meaningful, it became stagnant. Without growth, we lose meaning.





