After morning Mass, I prayed for a friend, a mother who had just delivered a premature baby. Both needed prayer. I knew that the Lord loves them and wanted me to pray for them, so the prayer went "comfortably" well. It's like a perfect match: God wanted me to pray and I prayed as he wanted. It is a great feeling when the Lord and you are on the exact same wave length, you might say. Again, this points to total union as the ultimate joy.