Humility is not just a nicety; the thinking, perceiving or acting as if someone is better than you. It is not just the thinking or state of mind that places you lower than someone else for we all have worth. Humility is a weapon that destroys pride. It is not a soft force or a velvet glove, it is not merely a whisper but it is a hammer, it is a behemoth, a force of utter destruction against the self; a destroyer of the abhorrent self that would lay claim to any sense of power, position, pseudo-righteousness that we would believe we have attained ourselves or that we project onto others. Humility is the defence against offence, it is the offence against defensiveness, it is the action that quells reaction and the buffer to self.
For pride to die it has to be killed. Pride is the ego that disguises itself as the voice of your best friend, the one who has your back, your deceptive conscience. It twists the truth, perverts judgement and it’s favorite words are ‘you deserve this or you don’t deserve this’. It is based on what is ‘fair’ not what is right. Pride has no concept of justice, it has no concept of gentleness or mercy. Pride comes before a fall because pride is the kicker, the pusher, the reactionary. For pride to die it has to be slain by a force that in itself makes no sense. A force that free’s through mysterious and painful means, non-sensical means; non-sensical because the voice of the ‘best friend’ prevents you from seeing the big picture.The evil hides in the place that is familiar and we can’t see it because we are so consumed by what is done to us or what happens to us that we are blinded to it.
Something has to come in and re-order in foolish and non-sensical ways. To strip everything away with no answer only for the answer to later become so clear - not in MY strength, not in MY power, not by MY hand or by MY doing. The world does not revolve around me. Humility quiets the storm with a whisper. A gentle word soothes a savage tongue. A fight is neither one or lost but it is stopped without a casualty. No losers shame, no winners lording; no winners guilt or losers pain, simply unity of heart, restoration and forgiveness. Humility doesn’t say you are better than me or I worse than you, there is no comparison within humility. We miss the point when we think like that. Humility says I prefer you, I put you first. It comes like a foolish fist, like an invisible wind tearing up trees. It reorders and lays a foundation where things can be built. It leaves no destruction save that which needs to removed. Humility is the only cure for the cancer of pride that is close to the body it is part of it; but like a cancer pride will strangle and take over till one is blinded. Humility destroys it and brings healing.
Something has to come in and re-order in foolish and non-sensical ways. To strip everything away with no answer only for the answer to later become so clear - not in MY strength, not in MY power, not by MY hand or by MY doing. The world does not revolve around me. Humility quiets the storm with a whisper. A gentle word soothes a savage tongue. A fight is neither one or lost but it is stopped without a casualty. No losers shame, no winners lording; no winners guilt or losers pain, simply unity of heart, restoration and forgiveness. Humility doesn’t say you are better than me or I worse than you, there is no comparison within humility. We miss the point when we think like that. Humility says I prefer you, I put you first. It comes like a foolish fist, like an invisible wind tearing up trees. It reorders and lays a foundation where things can be built. It leaves no destruction save that which needs to removed. Humility is the only cure for the cancer of pride that is close to the body it is part of it; but like a cancer pride will strangle and take over till one is blinded. Humility destroys it and brings healing.
For life to rise the flesh has to die so put a sword through pride. Use the blade of humility and truth to cleave through the deceitful heart. Let love guide; gentle and kind, devoid of pride. Wear humility like suit of armor hidden beneath rags, unassuming yet deadly to the flesh that is so eager so say it is all about me. Humility is a weapon, a shield and it makes no sense except through the eyes of the spirit. Watch out for it’s effect versus pride. There are no losers in humility, there are no winners merely beneficiaries, the rescued and the restored. Humility is one of the biggest steps to restored marriages, healed friendships, life breathed relationships, good attitudes and joyful submission and quick obedience. Humility is not soft, it is not weak, it cannot be defeated. Humility is strong, decisive, powerful and life changing.
