In my past, I used to try to pray, only to be distracted by my need to question and contemplate who or what God was. I was stuck in the analysis of God. I was caught in a strong desire to know exactly what God was. I could never get to the prayer. Now I pray and leave the analysis to the theologians. I have no desire to know what God is because one ultimately will never know while alive. Perhaps the nature of God will be revealed to me when I pass on. Perhaps just praying, while embracing the mystery, is all I can do now while alive on earth.
That’s simply called faith.
It’s been a bit of a journey of faith. I have experienced the depths of doubt but fortunately as I am getting older, I am growing in faith. Thanks for commenting!