It is amazing all the many ways that we can screw up.
Whenever I get frustrated by my lack of perfection (what your not perfect? Sad and unexpected, but true) I think about Nephi when he wrote “O wretched man that I am! Yea, my heart sorroweth because of my flesh; my soul grieveth because of mine iniquities.” Sometimes the real burden of knowing God is the burden of knowing human (and personal nature). Sometimes…. How can people possibly think they can work their way into heaven? They (and I) are lying to themselves when they think that.
huh.