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Several years into my ministry as a pastor I stopped praying. It wasn’t something I planned or intentionally decided to do; it just happened- slowly and almost imperceptibly. I live in the Northwest where is it rainy and wet much of the time and where, without my noticing, moss grows very slowly on my concrete driveway. For quite a while I don’t even see it, and then suddenly it is there. That is how it happened with my prayer life. It slowly eroded without my awareness until one day I realized I had completely stopped praying (the exception, of course, was in