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Saturday Rant: Note to self


Dear self,

You've got quite a bit of pride kicking around lately. I just want you to know, that stuff is poison. Worse than a cup full of sugar on an empty stomach, bad juju. I understand that it creeps in on you, little thoughts you barely even recognize, but the problem is that it adds up and feeds the monster within. I wish that I could tell you that a little is okay on occasion, but the truth is you're an addict and you can't control it.
The worst part of it is that you're not just letting pride think good thoughts about yourself, you're allowing it to think degrading thoughts about others. Yes! Don't deny it. I can see what you've been doing and it pretty much is flat out ugly. I see your logic, but I want you to know that it's flawed, because at its core is self pride. You can do it better, blah blah blah. Here's the truth, you aren't doing it so no, you actually can't do it better, so shut your trap about it.
I'm not saying that you aren't capable, beautiful, smart, kind, courageous, or any of a million other words that I could think of to describe you. What I'm letting you know is that if you think those words define you and that YOU are the reason that you possess those things then I think you need to spend a bit more time on your knees, young lady. God's grace has a lot more to do with your life than the number of hours you've spent perusing excellence.
I know all this sounds a bit harsh, but I need you to know that I'm on a mission to eradicate your drug of choice. This time it's pride, we've dealt with others just like them and I'm happy to remind you that we've won. Lots of scars are proof of that. These battles are generally pretty short lived once we call in the big guy. I've let him know that we're not friends with pride any more, so be on the look out for the battle to pick up.
And don't forget, God's grace is sufficient, to overcome this and whatever else may come our way.

Love,

Tina


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