Reading Yancey's Soul Survivor, on Yancey's heroes of faith, I find myself deeply identifying with both these heroes, Leo Tolstoy and Henri Nouwen. Today, I shall talk about Tolstoy.

Whil growing up, I've always asked myself on how could I be more Christian in my conduct? The bible states in Matthew, for us to turn the other cheek, but in the world we live in, turning the other cheek only means being given a hiding by bullies and people who think you're just too soft. And how about the other aspects of the Christian life? How can we ever hope to reach the standards preached to us by Christ on His sermon on the mount?
During his time, Tolstoy constantly had to reply critics, which included his wife, Sonya, on whether he carried out what he preached. And Tolstoy responded with this, 'What about you , Lev Nokolayevich, you preach very well, but do you carry out what you preach?' This is the most natural of questions and one that is always asked of me; it is usually asked victoriously, as though it were a way of stopping my mouth. 'You preach, but how do you live?' And I answer that I do not preach, that I am not able to preach, although I passionately wish to. I can preach only through my actions, and my actions are vile... And I answer that I am guilty, and vile, and worthy of contempt for my failure to carry them out.
At the same time, not in order to justify, but simply in order to explain my lack of consistency, I say: 'Look at my present life and then at my former life, and you'll see that I do attempt to carry them out. It is true that I have not fulfilled one thousandth part of them [Christian percepts], and I am ashamed of this, but I have failed to fulfil them not because I did not wish to, but because I was unable to. Teach me to escape from the net of temptations that surrounds me, help me and I will fulfil them; even without help I wish and hope to fulfil them.

Yancey mentions that Tolstoy, like a spawning salmon, fought upstream all his life, in the end collapsing from moral exhaustion. Don't we all at times, whereupon at our weakest hour, we fail God, only to be fraught with dissapointment and despair. It seems so easy to just go to church on Sundays and cell group on Friday/Thursday, and then living back the same life as everybody else. 'Hypocrite' is what some fellow Christians call me when I tell them I'm trying to live a life worthy to be a testimony. Like Tolstoy, I want to pursue the authentic faith, even though I might seem to fail at times. Is it much better to just live a nominal faith? No! I can't bear standing in God's presence, knowing I'm wilfully sinning and not bothering about it.
'I'm not an orphan on earth as long as that man lives,' said Maxim Gorky, one of Tolstoy's most talented contemporaries. He raised the sights of an entire nation, and still today his writings bear that message to the world.
God Bless.