The author chuckles at the resistance to using a prepared written liturgy in prayer. He compares it to being unwilling to dress in any clothing we did not make ourselves or being unwilling to drive a car we did not construct entirely by ourselves.

The gods always hear our prayers but seldom choose to answer.

But that is all prayer requires faith hope and love. Great holiness or piety or sanctity are not required. Prayer is a road to holiness.

The music the prayers the bowing and rising the incense--all of it was breaking down my defenses. Thats what good liturgy does. It breaks your heart open and turns you toward God.

To the infinite all finites are equal.

He regards it as the highest insult for the wicked to boast of His covenant while profaning His sacred Name by their whole lives.

Prayer turns problems into promises and possibilities.

I began praying for the health and safety of my boys before each one was born. Once a week for two years prior to Josephs death I also gathered with other moms to pray for my sons and their schools and I specifically asked God to protect the health and safety of Joseph Curt and Wyatt. My prayers were not answered the way I had hoped. Despite countless prayers for Joseph to be safe God said no. His plan remains a mystery. I have had to accept that mystery and trust Him in the dark.

God used the element of faith to construct the earth and its inhabitants. Whatever he said it came to pass then dropped these elements in us to say whatever we want to also come to pass but sin and disbelieve has murdered the faith in us and need to be ressurected by purity and strong will power.

Through the medium of prayer we go to our enemy stand by his side and plead for him to God.