The knack CC has for pulling just the right quote from her quiver is evocative, quite the Hawk-eye rendition of retell.
”Attack me, I do this myself, but attack me rather than the path I follow and 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 because I am staggering from 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, you must keep me on the true path, just as I am ready to support you…do not shout out joyfully: ‘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.” ~ Leo Tolstoy
Reading of the man’s life, I have no doubt these words were a summary of Tolstoy’s personal encounter with too great a slice of Christianity. We really are prone to eating our own.
It is true in my own life and I see it displayed by many others who say they walk with Jesus. We can be brutal, forgetting our own bogs we crawl into often, becoming ourselves tools of demean and division rather than seeing those bogs as opportunity to lend a hand and offer an uplifting word of encouragement.
We convince ourselves that our own bog is not nearly boggy as our neighbor’s, yet the Christ identified our own as a massive beam hindering our ability to see a neighbor’s speck rightly. Those who stagger need help and support, not the wickedness we embrace by loosing thoughts and words of judgment. A special word of thanks to CC for sharing and adding much to my journey along beside a pilgrim from ago who wisely found how much land a man really needs, “Six feet from his head to his toes.”