Enos 1: 4 And my soul hungered; and I kneeled down before my Maker, and I cried unto him in mighty prayer and supplication for mine own soul; and all the day long did I cry unto him; yea, and when the night came I did still raise my voice high that it reached the heavens.
I'm quickly starting to see that I need to pray continually and constantly to Father. It is so easy for me to suddenly see that I can do things "on my own" and that I don't need to ask of Him. But that's incorrect. He is continually blessing me and giving to me, I need to see His hand in my life, and pray. Once I stop praying, even for a day, it's hard to restart the next day. I'm learning that the loss of that connection, even for a day, is such a blow to me spiritually.
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