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Humble, Humble, Humble


The desires that battle with in me have a huge pull on my heart and devotion. I want my way, I want to go and do and have. As a little girl in kindergarten, I envied my friend’s pretty curls and wanted them.  I even prayed over and over that God would give me curly hair. He never did. Why not? I asked purely for my own satisfaction. All for me, me, me with no desire to please God.
Friendship with the world. God calls this adultery. Unfaithfulness to the One and Only. I can’t love God and be or even wish to be friends with the world. Straddling the fence is making a choice. And it’s a bad choice that sets me as an enemy to God. Not a place I want to be, no, sir! 

“God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble.” (Verse 6)  It is pride that makes me want to belong in the world. To fit in and look normal. To do what everyone else is doing. To be noticed and liked. To be my own boss. Pride in my heart says “I know what’s best for me, I don’t really need God.”
I must put on humility to overcome the desire to rule my own life. It takes humility to be able to see that I don’t have to fit in.  With humility I can lovingly serve those in the world and won’t need to be loved by the world. Like everyone, I want to be first or best or served. Humility is the quality that settles my heart and waits for God will lift me up.

Submit…Resist…Come…Wash…Purify…Grieve…Mourn…Wail...Change…Humble. Whew! Sounds like a lot to do, but when I truly submit my heart to God and resist the devil, the rest will follow in that path. I will want to come near and then I will see my need to wash, purify, and grieve over my sin.

blessings,
Sharon
 

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