The life and trials of a growing Christian-Day Ten

I've been sitting here looking at this white screen for a while now, and I'm still at a loss for words. I'd love to say that I had an earth shattering spiritual experience today, but the truth is, I haven't. I over slept, was late to work, and really didn't feel like being there one minute, let alone eight hours. I know, just a few days ago I was writing about how blessed I am to be working, and I am. I just wanted to stay home in my warm bed curled up next to my wife for a couple more hours. I wanted to be able to take my time this morning and sit on the couch with my bible, a hot cup of coffee, a warm blanket and the dog and just get lost in the book of Luke for an hour or so. I wanted to be able to go to church this morning and make a record three weeks in a row. Back before the company I worked for got sold to the current owner I never missed a service (we were closed on Sundays), but now I might make it to six or seven Sunday mornings a year. Now that I'm not able to be in church as often as I used to it seems easier to let a curse word slip or to laugh at a joke that I shouldn't even be listening to and I can't stand it! I'm supposed to be an example to those who aren't Christians but I can't even make it to church on Sunday morning or control my own mouth, ears, or eyes. This is a hard walk and anybody who says it isn't is lying. The more I read the bible, the more I see how faulty I am and just how much I need Jesus.