Sometimes, growing up in the Christian church makes the wonder of the Lord and the illuminating power from approaching His throne grow dim beneath the layers of worship services, VBS weeks, small groups, and prayer nights. When I become engulfed in doing I forget the very Being who calls me into His presence. I feel plagued by the to-do lists. I seem to fall short in every area because I am relying on my own strength. So, I find myself searching for a scripted prayer or a passage to bring to the Lord because my words do not seem worthy. I avoid coming to the Lord in the rawness of my vulnerability, but when I do this, I have removed the significance of Christ’s death and resurrection. I have fallen prey to the lie of perfection. Christ knew the future, He saw the anguish in the garden, the betrayal of Judas, the torture of crucifixion, the rejection of a people group He loved, and yet he said, “Not what I will, but what You will” (Mark 14:36). He accepted the cup of suffering,