My Cloudy Attitude

I turn to seek your guidance, Lord,

But my gaze is obscured

By all the petty selfishness  

To which my life’s inured.

I want to see more clearly, Lord,

But I get in my way.

I want to serve more joyfully,

But first I want to play.

I want to lift your praises up,

But worries weigh me down.

I’d like to show a grateful heart,

But it’s blocked by my frown.

I know that you are always there

Behind my grumpy haze,

I’m grateful that you still light up

Even my cloudy days.