It is a wonderful thing to fail; to come face to face with my impotence and my inability to excel in the spiritual life.
It is a wonderful thing to desire God and then to find that perhaps I still do not love God with all my heart, and that I am powerless to make myself do so.
It is a wonderful, wonderful thing to fall short and recognise I am who I am; to give myself permission to be imperfect, in process, incomplete.
It is wonderful to acknowledge that I am a sinner – a repentant sinner on my way home.