I think it is ironic that I find myself trying to mentally prepare for my time with the Lord as if He doesn’t see the failure, distraction, and weakness in me before I utter the words “Lord I just…”. Instead of coming to God with what I think He wants to see I am learning to come to God with what I really am. It is the work of God that changes a heart, not man’s strength. My only job is to give Him the clay to work with and follow His leading therein. We will find that righteous living comes much easier from offering God the prodigal son that we are instead of promising Him a devoted servant that doesn’t exist.