Nephi admits that his writings on the plates aren’t perfect. He pulls the old “I’m only human” excuse:
Nevertheless, I do not write anything upon plates save it be that I think it be sacred. And now, if I do err, even did they err of old; not that I would excuse myself because of other men, but because of the weakness which is in me, according to the flesh, I would excuse myself.
He also says that his imperfect writings please God.
And I engraved that which is pleasing unto God. And if my people are pleased with the things of God they will be pleased with mine engravings which are upon these plates.
It is said that God loves us for our potential. In other words, He loves us for who we might become. That is so. But He also loves us for who we are as we struggle to become.