My second-grade teacher taught us a simple morning offering: “My God, I give You, this day, all that I think and do and say.”
It didn’t take me long to see how fraught with peril such a prayer could be, so I amended it slightly:
“My God, I give You, this day, all THE GOOD that I think and do and say.”
Nice try, kid, but that’s not how it works. It’s all or nothing.
Which is why I’ve taken a liking to a prayer my kindergarten teacher often prayed with varying degrees of fatigue and bewilderment at the end of each school day:
“Jesus, help us be better tomorrow.”