It is a good thing, of course, that God's Church should hold up certain men and women as good examples of what it means to be a Christian, a saint of God. These are men and women who find it difficult to resist their sinful desires, but who fight every day of their lives to keep their bellies from becoming their god. These may have to repent a hundred times a day, having fallen into temptations that other people seem to avoid with ease. In the end, because they know no glory but that of Christ crucified for their sins, they may be the most glorious of all. They render up to God, then, anything that is good in their lives, worshipping him for the least good thing that they do or think or know, recognizing it as a gift of divine intervention and supernatural aid.
All saints struggle to obey.
All saints struggle to know God positively, as well as negatively. All saints struggle to know themselves as God knows that they can become with the help of his grace. And so we honor one another, strugglers and plodders all, on All Saints' Day. We do this, not by praising ourselves, but by praising the God who gives us the grace to struggle and plod. This may not seem exciting, but it is much like the cross that Jesus Christ dragged up a hill on Good Friday.