Why don’t I pray? The answer is simple. I don’t think I need God. I think that everything I’ve been given and blessed with in my life until now has been the fruit of my labor, the reward for my efforts, the strength of my will. Why would I pray, why would I ask God for anything, why would I show any sign of a need if it was all my own doing?
Even though I think I can attain anything by my own will, the reality is that I’m a wretched sinner riddled with pride that takes credit for everything and suppresses the reality that everything good has been graciously given to me by a good, compassionate and loving God.