For days I’ve been feeling a sense of ‘something’s not right’. Not in the world at large but in me.
Finally this morning in my quiet time I think God showed me the issue. Or at least one of the issues.
I’m not going to talk about it specifically but I’m going to tell you my knee jerk reaction was:
Are you kidding me? Am I STILL having to think about this? Be bothered about this? Is this STILL eating at me?
I think God said: No. Yes. Yes. And Yes.
So I asked Him to show me what I needed to see. Tell me what I need to hear. I prayed the prayer that I believe He always answers:
I’m willing to be made willing…
Then I braced myself for His sometimes brutal honesty.
He did not disappoint.
The words I think He spoke, although I believe were for my good, felt painfully cold and biting to the pride that had taken up residence in my heart.
Pride, I believe, never goes without putting up a fight.
Feeling a bit small, and ever so reprimanded, I thought of my one-little-word for 2011 and closed out my time with Him by asking: please remove this pride in me.
I believe…He will.
Have your eyes ever been opened to that insidious enemy: Pride?
How did you handle it, I’d sure love to know…?