I really was genuinely struggling yesterday with offense.  My soul was in a dark place.  So last night as I hit my knees in prayer to cry out to God for help at my anger at disrespect, the very first thought that came to me was quite disturbing:

Are my prayers more about using God to make me a better person (so I like myself better) or my situation better (so I don’t suffer) than they are about Him?  So much disrespect to the God who gave everything.

My heart is in a much better place today.  Thank-you Jesus.