Dear God, I seek relief from my cares and worries, victory over my troubles, comfort from my weariness. When so assailed, I call out to you.
But even as I cry your name, I have a core of selfishness. I seek you because I am troubled.
Lord, instead, how can I draw nearer to you so as to better serve – serve you, serve others? Victory over my personal troubles may bring comfort and ease. How, better, can it bring hope to my fellows?
Take away this lurking vestige of self, Lord. Make me, even among my sorrows, a beacon. Turn my attention over and over to my fellows, and away from my self.