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.
