This negative attitude, however, seems to be changing. I hear talk about someone being a saint, not perfect in every way, but saintly in some particularly area of his or her life. I can count on singing “For All the Saints” at most Protestant funerals I attend.
When I read about the men and women through the ages that the Church has named as saints, I am aware that they were not perfect in all areas of their lives. But they did have a particular gift that demonstrated God’s love, and they did try to live a God-led life. I believe that we all express these God moments, that we all are saints from time to time.