My kids went to Catholic school. At the first parent teacher meeting, the teacher said D1 needed to understand the meaning of prayer. Kind of a big concept, I thought, but teacher said she needed to know she was talking to God. Okay. I later asked daughter who she was talking to when she said her prayers. She said, “Oh, that’s Mr. Sickles. He’s in the office but we can talk to him through the box on the wall (intercom).”
A few days later she was practicing her prayers in the car.
“Hail Mary, full of grace, with liberty and justice for all, Amen. You may take your seats.”
Yup, talking to Mr. Sickles.