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That’s one thing about Enos. Yeah, he prayed a long time, but what he prayed wasn’t just fill material. In my home ward as a kid there was a wonderful brother who could easily pray for fifteen to twenty minutes (and often did), but most of it was fluff.  

When Enos prayed, his prayer had substance. It went “high that it reached the heavens.” That’s the kind of prayer to aspire to.