Western Wall 1891
A couple of passing comments I have read during this past year in relation to prayer have made a big impact on me.
One person said, “the words have become so automatic that I stop thinking”, another said, “these days, much of the time I speed or mumble through”. And those two comments gave me pause for thought.
On reflection, there had been plenty of times where I trotted off the words by rote, as if reciting multiplication tables.
So I asked myself some questions.
If I am on automatic, not thinking about what I am saying, what is the point?
If I am only half paying attention, it’s just like checking your messages on your phone while you are speaking to someone, and it feels kind of disrespectful.
If I am rushing through, am I seeing it as just another meaningless task that needs to be done so that I can put a ✔️ against my mental ‘to do’ list?
If I am mumbling the words am I really thinking about what I am saying?
The result. I pray less now. But when I do, I concentrate more on what I am saying and what the words mean. I’ve chosen quality over quantity, and strangely enough, after I have engaged in this way, my prayer now feels more connected and meaningful.