The Dew

My morning meditation often ends with my sense that I will be more in touch with God today, and be a better person.  I won't fall into bad habits of the past, the near past.  I have solid resolutions for the day.  I feel confident.  It is all like the morning dew.  It goes away as the day matures.  What happened?  My Life.  My damaged will power.  My forgetfulness.  Trying to accomplish more than the hours and my energy will allow.  Living in delusion about my strengths.  In the evening when I examine my day, there can be some wreckage, but usually it has good things that I never did that day. As God is want to say, "My piety is like the morning dew that early passes away."