Lord, my heart is too often choked by weeds of forgetfulness that taint the fragrant blossom of remembering who I am in Christ. My lazy memories fade like a mist as I become easily distracted by the cares of this world. I lament my weakness when it comes to abiding in You. I am brought to the edge of the cliff of despair when I realize how quickly I forsake You when You have never forsaken me. Help me to be more mindful of the cross and less aware of my personal issues. Help me to protect the treasure of my heart against the schemes that steal it away from Your presence. Jesus, let my deepest affection be set on You, alone. Grab the attention of my soul when it is entirely too fixated on earthly business. Remove Your servant from the incessant turmoil of fruitless attraction until I am aligned, heart and soul, with Your Kingdom purpose. Bind up my heart with the truthful blossoms of the vine until all which is produced from its contents is delightful fruit worthy of the King. Under the Word given in John 15:1-2 and the authority of Christ, I pray.
I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser.
Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away,
and every branch that does bear fruit He prunes,
that it may bear more fruit.
John 15:1-2, ESV