I have found prayer always helps; provided I am honest with God and ask for help in the right way – not to get out of a mess I’don’t like, but to be given help and strength to go through with it.
My greatest insights about myself have come when I have prayed. I have been so impressed by the immense patience God seems to show. I may desert Him for years, but whenever I turn back, he always seems to be there, waiting.
I think prayer is a question of leaving oneself open to any answer that may come – very often unexpected and not what one wanted, and yet it always leaves me with awe, reverence and gladness that I have made the effort. This seems to be a point: reverence and gladness that I have made the effort. This seems to be a point: we have to make the initial effort. We are them met more that half way, but He never intrudes on us. He waits for us to approach Him.