"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways my ways," says the Lord. "For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts" (Isaiah 55:8-9).

Heavenly Father, I've been looking at my situation and looking for you in it, and it's been like peering through a fog for too long. The problem is not you; it's me. I'm so used to looking at you through the lens of myself that I give no room for you to be who you really are in my life. When I ask you for something, I assume you want to give it to me. Why? Because I want it. I give no real, serious thought to whether you want me to have it . . . whatever "it" happens to be. In reality, I've made you to be altogether like me. What a dunce I am. What an arrogant sin I've committed. What a costly mistake I've made. Forgive me, God. In humility and fear, I commit to perceive and know you as you are presented in the Bible. You are God, and I am not. You are to be served, and I am not. You see all and know all, and I do not. Your thoughts and ways are higher than mine. I want to know and understand you. I desperately need to understand what's going on in my life. Come, Lord Jesus, clear this fog of my own making, and be who you really are in my life without delay. In Jesus' name, Amen.