Psalm 10:4 Amp
The wicked in the pride of his countenance will not seek, inquire for and yearn for God.

Wow. Even this is pride. Everything seems more necessary (and sometimes more desirable) than sitting with my Father for an hour. I find myself wanting to get on with the “real” stuff of the day. And it’s pride: “I can do this day without You. I’m fine.” But I’m not. I’m yucky inside. Today, Father, I need You. Would You fill me with Yourself, and would You make me know that I’m horribly (in the true sense of the word) empty without You? Thanks.