Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Who do I think I am?

Who do I think I am?  I am nobody.  As soon as a few things go well I have proven over and over again to be filled with pride and think that I am somebody important.  I get this idea that I can speak into other people's lives--tell them things they don't want to hear about themselves.  It's classic, "Let me take this speck of dust out of your eye," while the log in mine is blinding me.  Then it usually doesn't take too long before I get slammed down to the ground.  How dare I stick my head up and act like I know something about anything.  Pride makes me so ready to do so.

Lord, forgive me.  I am a fool.  Have mercy on me because I am a sinner.

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