Alexandre DumasFor the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God.
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When you're happy, everything is great. When you're sad, that's when the magic comes out. It's when you're in between that that your words are jumbled and unclear, but then all of a sudden it clicks. All of a sudden you realize what you were saying all along.
It's the same with prayer. The more you pray, the more you can see what God would say if He spoke to us in our language. There are so many words we don't know to describe His love for us, so many ways we can describe how He makes us feel.
When we're hurting or confused about how to pray, we just need to remember that He understands every language spoken by us and knows all of our words even if we don't know them yet.
Source: The Count Of Monte Cristo
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