ChatGPT relieves me of my discomfort, but in doing so it robs me of contemplation, of the holy ground between question and answer
Making sense of it is a column about spirituality and how it can be used to navigate everyday life
As a person of faith raised in a religious household, I have a fairly clear picture of what prayer means to me. Prayer is the practice by which I draw closer to God, petition for my needs and desires, request guidance and ask forgiveness.
The deal has always been that in times of trouble I cast my anxieties and questions and emerge with either some answers or some sustaining sense of peace. Take it to the Lord in prayer, the song goes.
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