Dear God, you know how weak I am, how unlike my ideal I am. How far I am, truly, from my higher self. Do I want to do your will? No. I want to be esteemed as someone who seeks humility, and so I preen and set out displays of piety. Lord, what pride accompanies me all throughout the day.
Let me set my mind on doing your will today, regardless of the notice of others. Let me seek anonymity, let me invisibly try to determine the course you would have me take. Let me shun praise and notice. It poisons me.
Lord, let me fervently desire your will. Let me bring my will into alignment with your way of life.