I totally stuck the landing
Last weekend I was frolicking in my parents’ pool with eight children and three adults. Being the cool grown-up I am, I was the only one participating in “Diving Board Games” as they are called at the Ray household. Basically, those in the pool challenge the daredevil kids (and one full-grown) to answer a question mid-jump.
I had just correctly answered “EIGHT” when my brother-in-law called out the square root of 64 (we like to educate as well as play) when I popped up by my sister in the shallow end. She was proud of me!
Wait…proud that I was able to both recall and blurt out the answer in such a small sliver of time while in mid-air? Or proud that I knew the answer? I sat there contemplating if I should be offended. To test the water (pun intended) I casually wondered out loud if I should do a back flip off the diving board.
Jamie: I don’t think so.
Me: You don’t think I should? Or you don’t think I can?
I marched my happy self up to the diving board to the chortle of my entire family. Half were rooting me on because they wanted to point and laugh when I ended up doing a belly flop. The other half were scared that I would crack my head open. I specifically remember Mama screaming, “Don’t do this! You’re not a young girl anymore!”
GAME ON, MOTHER.
I’m happy to report that I executed a beautiful back flip in pike position. I’d appreciate it if you never told any of the witnesses that my entire right side and my tailbone hurt that night. Next time, I’ll remember to do some light stretching before showing off.
Annnnnnd there it is. The root of all evil. Pride got the best of me. Again.
Please tell me I’m not the only one who suffers from prideful moments in my life. This annoying character trait pops up at the most inconvenient times. It make me stubborn. It keeps me from saying, “I’m sorry.” It makes me think I’m invincible and better than those around me.
King David pondered the same idea. Psalm 10:4 reads, “In his pride the wicked does not seek Him. In all his thoughts there is no room for God.”
Hold please while I go and highlight that Bible verse in yellow. And circle it. With big stars and arrows.
So what’s the best way to combat my pride? Fortunately, we have an answer in Daniel 4:37: “Those who walk in pride, He is able to humble.”
Praise the Lord.
Having a humble heart is hard for me. Mainly because that means I have stop looking inward for once and instead concentrate on those around me. What better way to humble myself than to invest in the lives of others? Is it possible for me to listen to their stories and while silently serving as a beacon of light? How many lives can change if we simply tell someone through our actions, “I SEE YOU. AND YOU ARE WORTHY.”
I need to do a better job of understanding that it’s not all about me. Otherwise, I’ll be icing the right side of by body for the rest of my life. And I don’t have time for that.