I have a confession: I’ve been arrested by the “pride police” on many occasions.
By this, I mean I’ve been caught red-handed in major acts of mom hubris. I grin widely, giggle with glee, and feel that much better about myself when my kids get recognized at school or in sports. With toddler-like gusto, I post their accomplishments to social media, anxiously awaiting “likes” and comments.
Before I go any further, know that, in my opinion, celebration and pride are two very different things.
Celebration is totally acceptable and something God wants us to enjoy. The key is to give all the glory to Him. We’ve only arrived in Problemville when that gladness gives way to human superiority. When our identity shifts because of that achievement. When we give ourselves the glory instead of God.
Now that we have that established, let’s jump back into my impending arrest…
I revel in the glory of achievement and the approval of others. I’ll take a good pat on the back – in almost any form – any day.
But after the rush inevitably fades, I find myself drained – physically, spiritually, and emotionally. Then I ask myself: “What was so great about that?”
That’s God’s way of starving my pride monster. I know it’s what I need, but don’t always want.
What is a pride monster?
He’s that snarly, scaly little critter who puffs out your chest and creeps into your heart to feast on your insecurity. He’s the evil gremlin who clutches your neck so you’ll stick your nose up to gasp for high-brow air. He’s the Enemy’s child and he’s always on the prowl for souls in need of earthly recognition.
I wish I could say that my pride monster, after many forced fasts, looked more akin to a shriveled gremlin instead of a fluffy moguai, but in the interest of full disclosure, he is somewhere in between. Just when I think I’ve deprived him of all nourishment by praying, Facebook fasting, and Bible study, he tilts his pitiful little head and thinly squeaks, “Feed me!”
I try to ignore his cries and tune them out with prayer, but he’s a tenacious little thing, ripping at my unbelief, reminding me how good that initial rush of recognition feels.
Then, I remember His Word…
“When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.” (Proverbs 11:2)
“Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.” (Proverbs 16:18)
The creature finally goes quiet. I breathe in and lean back into God’s arms. But I know he will be back and I’ll be arrested again. It’s just a matter of time. It’s just part of being human and the reason why we need God. Every minute. Everyday.
- What do your “pride monsters” look like? What are yours?
- What verses or prayers do you use to starve your “pride monsters?”
- How can you invite more humility into your daily life when “pride monsters” invade?
Dive Deeper: A Platform of Pride. First 5, Day 11, Covenant Plan.
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