When accused, confronted and cornered, how does one react? When outnumbered?
No one is perfectly good...everyone has faults and vulnerabilities. Is someone beckoning us to live as a good man?
Is it fear that drives us? Woe be the one who doesn't see it. Or is it desperation that grips us?
There comes a time when each is put to the trial, tested for what he is inside. While we realize it, hopefully we're given time to love and accept who we really are, and also examine areas that are lacking.
Now, what measure? Whose and how do we apply? Surely we just want to live a life well-lived. Even well-remembered.
No man will live for a lie. Neither will he stand to live for one.