I admit that I am guilty, and vile, and worthy of contempt for failing to carry out Christ’s teaching. At the same time, not to justify myself, but simply to explain my lack of consistency, I say: “Look at my life now and compare it to my former life. You will see that I am trying to live out the truth I proclaim. True, I have not fulfilled a fraction of Christ’s will, and I am ashamed of this, but I have failed to fulfill his Word not because I do not wish to, but because I have been unable to. Teach me how to escape from the net of temptations that surrounds me, help me, and I will fulfill Christ’s teachings. Even without help I wish and hope to fulfill them. Attack me, I do this myself, but attach me rather than the path I follow, which I point out to anyone who asks me where I think it lies. If I know the way home and am walking along it drunkenly, is it any less the right way simply because I am staggering side to side?
“If it is not the right way, then show me another way. But if I stagger and lose the way, you must help me and keep me on the true path, just as I am ready to support you. Do not mislead me, do not be glad that I have gotten lost, do not gleefully shout, ‘Look at him! He said he was going home, but there he is crawling into a bog!’ No, do not gloat, but give me your help and support. For you are not devils in the swamp, but people like me who are seeking the way home. For I am alone and it cannot be that I wish to go into the swamp. Help me, my heart is breaking in despair that we have all lost our way.”
So this is my attitude to Christ’s teaching. I try to fulfill it with all I’ve got. I not only repent for each failure, but also beg for help in fulfilling it. And I joyfully welcome anyone who, like me, is looking for the path; and I listen to him.