Change Who?

 I remember when my prayers were to change God and not to change me.  The god of that understanding was to do my bidding if I just said the right prayers or enough prayers.  Whenever something went my selfish and fear-based way, I thought I had God figured out.  Never occurred to me that the Spiritual Power was being merciful and patient with my shallowness.  Eventually, slowly but surely life goes downhill, so slowly it goes somewhat unnoticed.  But when the tipping point is reached I survived because I realized that now my prayers were to change me.  God was just fine.  Thy will, not mine be done.