I have a confession: I dread intercessory prayers. Maybe it’s growing up in a traditional Roman church, maybe I’m just cold-hearted, but it always sounds to me like we are telling God his business. I understand that it gives many people great comfort, and I’m thankful for that. I’m just not at all comfortable asking for things.
Perhaps I approach prayer incorrectly. I don’t see it as a two-way conversation. It feels more like a therapy session: I’ll rattle on (within my own head) to a non-communicating blank stare, constantly revising in an effort to be clearer, only to happen upon a truth that was already there. Always was there.