Wednesday, May 27, 2015

on pride

So awhile ago, I posted about my struggle with caring so much about what people think. I called it Hypersensitivity then… but today I’m going to call it by its real name: Pride.
Pride is really the most basic sin in all of human history—it was this sin that brought down the Angel of Light and this sin that put a flaming sword at the gate of Eden. It barricades hearts against their dire need for a Savior, it cracks and erodes the foundation of unity in the Church, and it sets up Self as an idol in the place of God.

What is the remedy?

Is there any three-step process in Scripture to eradicate this poison?

I wish there were. I wish that I could find a “Five Days to Perfect Humility” regimen somewhere in the Bible, like the “Eight Steps to a Secure Faith” in 2 Peter 1. I wish there was something I could do, some system I could implement—some self-powered solution. But ah, there it is, the essence of pride again! To depend on Self to to reverse self-dependence is utterly ridiculous. So why is that the first place I turn when I feel convicted of this sin?

The fact is that there is only one answer to the question of pride, and His name is Jesus. There is only one reversal of Adam and Eve’s epidemic, and it is called Grace.

Grace, by its very nature, demands humility. Grace knows that without its intervention, I am utterly helpless—and that to gain the rescue I need, I have to acknowledge that fact. The only way I can be set free from the clutches of Pride is by ending my self-powered struggle and trusting that a far stronger Man will step in and take up the battle that I could not win myself.

Lucifer was never offered grace, and nor has he ever asked for it. That is why we know his battle is already lost; no matter how hard he fights our God now, he is in fact in eternal bondage to something that only God has the power to defeat. Lucifer will go to the Lake of Fire still clinging to the one thing that was his ultimate enemy, though it appeared to be his best friend. Pride.

Praise God that this is not the story He wants for us! Praise God that we, the deceived, have been given a second chance that the Deceiver has not! Praise God that we have been shown that Pride (or Self, or Sin, or whatever name it may fall under)—not God—is our actual mortal enemy!
“But He gives a greater grace. Therefore it says, ‘God is opposed to the proud, but gives grace to the humble.’ Submit therefore to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you. Draw near to God and He will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, you sinners; and purify your hearts, you double-minded. Be miserable and mourn and weep; let your laughter be turned into mourning and your joy to gloom. Humble yourselves in the presence of the Lord, and He will exalt you.”   James 4:6-10
If I will bow my neck and deliberately place myself beneath the authority and power of God, I can be saved. If I will endure the temporary pain that comes with the death of Pride, I can experience the eternal glory of the Lord. Jesus said, “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 5:3). Happy are the ones who know they are helpless on their own, for they possess everlasting riches that no earthly ego or accolade or appearance could ever buy them.

The hard part is making this surrender on daily basis. Ultimately, I have humbly given myself to the power of Jesus’ blood for salvation—but daily, I find that helpless repentance is still required to enable this ongoing sanctification process. Some days, I just don’t want to feel the sting on my ego. Some days, allowing God to take on my battles seems impossible for the self-sufficient and stiff-necked person that I am. But every day, I’m amazed that God is still willing to do my dirty work when I finally let Him—no matter how many times I’ve willfully fought Him off.

“Thus says the Lord, ‘Let not a wise man boast of his wisdom, and let not a mighty man boast of his might, let not a rich man boast in his riches; but let him who boasts boast of this, that he understands and knows Me, that I am the Lord who exercises lovingkindness, justices and righteousness on earth; for I delight in these things,’ declares the Lord.”   Jeremiah 9:23-24

Sunday, May 24, 2015

happy memorial day + thank you defenders

 

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I love cemeteries, especially on Memorial Day Weekend. Today I saw the flags on my way home from church and I had to go back with my camera to relish the melancholy quiet of a day of remembrance. It blows my mind that every one of those hundreds of flags stands for someone who thought my freedom was worth their life.

Thank you to the defenders.

Friday, May 22, 2015

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It has been such a pretty spring here. Finally, late as always, my dogwood tree is starting to bloom and my little inch-tall cosmos flowers have pushed their way out of the ground. There are a million little honeybees working hard at the raspberry blossoms and I can’t wait to be eating fresh berries again.

This earth is so beautiful—and yet this world is so ugly. I am heartbroken today over the poison of sin. Part of me wants to rant and rage against the injustice and hypocrisy I am seeing in the society I live in, but part of me just doesn’t have the words or the energy left for another moral crisis. I see Christians being ripped apart and backstabbed by people who call themselves by the same name. I see the workers of peace and justice being called hateful and bigoted for upholding those values to protect a thankless public. I see the agenda of the Enemy advancing everywhere, rapidly, and I see that so few people seem to care.

So the only thing that really makes sense to me to do is sit for a moment at the feet of Jesus, grieving the utter depravity of the humanity He once called “good.” If I look into His eyes, I see not outrage, but pain—so much pain as He watches His friends blacken His name and His enemies laugh at the sight of it.

“The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble, and He knows those who take refuge in Him.”  Nahum 1:7

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