The lesson in humility is never, ever fun.
It seems my God works and works
But His work is never done.
Just when I think I’ve mastered it,
The “real me” comes pouring out.
I wish I’d learn to let things go
Instead of thinking I must pout.
It seems in certain circumstances
Love and patience overflow.
But, then there are those circumstances
My pride begins to show.
What’s sad is I can never take back
What comes flowing from my lips.
Worse yet, if it’s in writing –
My words forever live.
I’ve tried to ask myself,
“Why is humility so hard?”
After all, humility really is
What birthed our loving Lord.
His sacrifice is so much greater
Then what I will ever face.
He remains faithful, despite my sin,
Showering me with His amazing grace.
Next time…each time, I feel my rebellion on the rise
I’ll try to stop and take a breath
Rejecting all of Satan’s lies.
I can’t figure out why it started.
I really don’t know when….
I never meant to allow it –
The pride just crashes in.
What starts out as simple sarcasm
Turns into so much more.
Now I find myself fighting
An all-out spiritual war!
Jesus came to love and live.
He gave His life for man.
Unless I yield and follow Him,
My life is sinking sand.
I want to be like Peter
But I’m more like Paul inside.
With this gift of teaching
Comes the curse of constant pride.
I know He created me.
His love and words are true.
I feel Him tugging at my heart –
“Humble yourself, Roni.
In due time, I will exalt you.”
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