Does it seem strange to you that an amoeba would try to talk to a ballerina?
Or, even more, that a ballerina would care to talk to an amoeba?
What language would they use?
What reality would frame the conversation?
What concerns, what urgencies, would energize the exchange?
So, when prayer confuses me … I probably should not find that confusion confusing.
The work of prayer is not so much what is being prayed about –
But about making the connection.
It is a wonder that a connection can be made;
A kindness that such connection is invited.
There is a transformation, bit by bit, in what I see;
In who I am;
In who we are, together.
Conversation becomes conversion … bit by bit by bit.