Too often, praying just didn’t make any sense. It seemed like God would often respond quickly to my meaningless requests, like the time I almost jokingly asked God to heal our broken air-conditioning unit, and he did. Then I’d fast for days and pray my guts out for months that God would heal a friend from a disease, and he didn’t. Sometimes I believed in the power of prayer, and other times I wondered whether it was all a big waste of time.
