I am tired. Worn down by my own flesh. How do I maintain this effort? How do I reconcile my lowly pathetic life with my desire to be a highly useful and worthy ambassador for God in a world full of darts and flames. I desire in my heart reformation. My flesh fights every second of the way. There needs to be change. There needs to be repentance. There needs to be faith. There needs to be whole hearted devotion to the Almighty Creator. Coram Deo. Before the face of God. In the presence of God. For the glory of God. Always. Always. Always.