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I never thought of myself as a prideful person, but I am.
I’ve taken pride in my writing and painting, but
always reminded myself of the proverb, “Pride comes before a fall”. Whenever I boasted,
criticism knocked me down a peg or two.
This week, God pointed out a much bigger and
self-destructive issue.
I have bragged about the fact at my age I can still
lift 40 pounds of dog food and move heavy furniture. Now that my house is under
contract to sell, I deceived myself in thinking I didn't want to impose on my friends by asking for help. In reality, it was pride preventing me from asking, and I set myself up for a literal fall. I did a double step going into church on
Sunday, almost too tired to walk.
I’m a silly old woman sometimes. Especially with
so many friends offering to help!
The Holy Spirit smacked me up the side of the head
and pointed out my foolishness. I finally swallowed my pride and accepted help.
God not only answers our prayers, He also protects
ourselves from ourselves — if we listen.
Dear Heavenly Father, thank you discipling your wayward child and protecting her in the process. Amen.
