Dear God, I proclaim myself as faithful, as one who seeks your will. But this moment of early devotion dissolves as soon as I rise from my morning seat. I walk through the day on my own march, acting upon my own pursuits.
When, Lord, have I ever denied myself in favor of your will? Or instead do I merely count myself as faithful simply because I make some small effort to have improved intentions?
God, let me labor for you. Let me gladly do what I do not wish to. Let me give you my full measure of effort.