Gracious God,
When compounded on a daily basis my transgressions are innumerable. How many waking moments are diminished by not fully being that which You created? I am blessed that You know me and cursed by my inability to let such knowledge become my wisdom. Depraved and despicable are words not too strong to describe me who woefully ignores the plight of the least. I find my faith too often preoccupied with the mortal at the expense of my atonement with the immortal. You never leave me, but I am far too often ignorant of your abiding presence. You have given me life and yet I continually rationalize that devotion to You is somehow not necessary. Forgive me, I pray. Amen.
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