A truly humble person, when praised for the good she did, said, “You are raising too much wind for this poor dust.” I like that. I want to remain quiet dust held together by love, and not be blown about by the need for a kind of praise and recognition that might make me too prideful. What is too prideful? I begin to think I am better than others around me. And I begin to forget that it is not my own self-power that led me to do some good deed. On my own I mess up. But with the power of God, as I understand God, I can be quite useful to the world around me. I can bring joy and not criticism or cynicism.
Monday, December 14, 2020
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