Why is it that, sometimes, we approach God like we have it all figured out? Maybe it is in our doctrine–we can explain the trinity explicitly and clearly from every angle; we can lay out the fifteen reasons why our view of the end times is the correct view, etc. Maybe it is our lifestyle–we’re proud that we don’t just “do church” on Sunday (or maybe we’re proud that we do church on Sunday). Whatever the reason, pride is not what God looks for. Look at what David wrote in Psalm 131:
O Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty;
Nor do I involve myself in great matters, or in things too difficult for me.
David goes on to compare his soul to a child who depends upon its mother for everything. When was the last time we (as David wrote), “calmed and quieted our soul”? We plan out our days, our ministries, our bathroom breaks, our everything. When was the last time we truly realized who we are in comparison to the Almighty God of the universe, who spoke everything into existence, who hung this tiny speck of dust called planet Earth in the corner of our galaxy which sits in the corner of the universe? Maybe if we took a minute to remind ourselves of that everyday, we wouldn’t think so much of ourselves. Maybe we would be…
God, forgive me of my pride. May I chase after You, daily dying to myself by picking up my cross and following Jesus.