I had to read these words through several times before making sense of them. And then I got it. (I'm a bit slow at times.) In my daily prayers, I asked the Father to bless my efforts, to help me succeed in what I'm trying to do. Why did I not realize that I should be asking Him to tell me what I should be doing and to bless that?
It all comes back to my spiritual two-year-old self, still thinking that I know what is best, still believing that I know best. Nothing could be further from the truth. Haven't I collected any wisdom along the years? Apparently not. For I continue to believe that I'm in charge, that I can effect any kind of change in myself with my own puny efforts.
The truth is, I can't bring about the needed changes on my own. I will always need God's help. I will always need His blessings.
This I know for sure: God is in charge. Maybe I should accept that and learn from it.