For me, future me, and my mama.

Humility: The Flower Which Will Adorn Any Garden.

In Thoughts. on April 23, 2012 at 12:06 pm
Too flabby, too fat,
Too frizzy, too flat,
Too tall, too short,
Not enough.
 
We all have our things we wish wouldn’t be;
So we trade in our true beauty for a false humility.
 
Oh, she’s so gorgeous, woe is me.
I could never carry myself as confidently. 
Oh, she’s so sociable, woe is me.  
I could never make friends as easily.   
Oh, she’s so talented, woe is me.  
I could never be everything that she could be.  
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STOP IT.  Be quiet.
I have heard enough.
Now it’s my turn to speak.
 
I am the one who designed you.
It’s me you are doubting.
I am the one who created you.
It is me you are insulting.
I am the one who tasked and equipped you for such a time as this.
It’s me you are rejecting.
 
It’s me, my dear–my darling and daughter
Whose heart you continually break.
 
Why won’t you just believe me when I call you MINE?
 

“We do God more honor by believing what He has said about Himself [and ourselves] and having the courage to come boldly to the throne of grace than by hiding in self-conscious humility among the tress of the garden.”  -AW Tozer, The Knowledge of the Holy, p. 155

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