I have recently been reading Louie Giglio’s book, “I am not, but I know I AM. Towards the end of book he addresses our pride in way that was particularly challenging. We miss the plot of God’s story when we become consumed with self. Sorry the quote is rather long.
“When I live like I am privileged, I missed the plot. In other words, when I start acting like I deserve a certain outcome or a higher standard of life, I have failed to strike the fatal low to self and am living like I actually have rights in this world apart from God.
When I am demanding, I missed the plot, insisting that God and others meet my needs on the timetable that I see fit.
When I act pompous, I miss the plot, thinking that I am somebody while only proving that I haven’t had a good look at God today.
When I crumble under the pressure, I miss the plot, declaring that the outcome of life rests squarely on my shoulders, not HIS.
When I start protecting, I miss the plot, marking turf as though it were actually mine and forgetting that everything I have comes first from above.
When I crave the spotlight for myself, I miss the plot, losing sight of the story line and the one true Star. And every time I do it I waste one of life’s fleeting chances to make my life truly count by amplifying Him.
When I fail to celebrate the successes of other who are living for His fame, I miss the plot, thinking that possibly we are on different teams when we actually share supporting roles in the same story.
When I dwell on the feeling of being unloved, unnoticed, or insignificant, I miss the plot, abandoning the miracle of knowing God on a first name basis.”