I’ve never considered myself an expert on prayer.
For example, one time at a youth camp students were invited to come forward and pray at the altar.
As a student wanting to connect with God through prayer I stepped up and found a place to pray.
After a few moments I felt relaxed and rested; I was totally at peace.
Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder. “Andy, Andy…” there was an urgency in the hushed whisper that woke me.
I wiped the drool from my mouth as my eyes struggled to adjust to the bright lights.