I can never remember a time when I was discouraged, that I wasn’t also concerned about my own righteousness/performance/reputation/somebodiness: my passion to feel good about myself based on my performance. Same is true for every time I’ve been fearful, or frustrated/angry. My unhappiness, lack of joy/peace, always has to do with me and my performance, or my inability to fix someone I love, which is another example of my performance, or lack thereof. Whenever I’m fearful, frustrated, discouraged or bored, Jesus means very little to me, and His righteousness is definitely unsatisfying: I want something more: some righteousness of my own: I want more than anything in the world, to be able to feel good about self, and I don’t.
–IndependentDave, needing prayer to be so freshly captivated by Jesus, that nothing else hardly matters, and the nonbelievers around him are wowed and want what he has (please pray now)