Something that dwells over me is this feeling of pride.
So as I stand here, shivering, I have a thought: maybe being humbled is a beautiful thing. It teaches you to grow, to hold patience in your heart. It can strengthen leaders, parents, advisors. I've accepted that we live in an unjust world. But I think, in my mind, that that's ok. Sometimes the unjust helps you to shelter yourself from evil by building a tower of grace. No one ever said life is easy and yet it's something you face and battle through. I believe God built me to adapt and grow. I believe God adores every bone in my body, every moment of self-belief, everytime I choose to take a breath and choose the right option, everytime I smile or laugh or empathise or reflect. I then thought about leaders. People that lead a nation, a town, a congregation, a community. I believe a true leader is someone that values grace in all its forms. They rejoice in selflessness and are humbled. I thought: 'maybe that's the person I need to be. The person I want my children to be'
I hope I can teach my children to never have so much self-belief that they just can't handle defeat. That they can embrace God's grace and show it to others. Because i'll tell them that there's a time to wait your turn, there's a time that you'll be the right person for the right situation. But there's also a thousand times that rejection will follow you like a dark cloud above your head and it's then that you look at the unjust moment in front of you and somehow, you just turn away from it, turn to God and remind yourself of the person you are meant to be.
'Whoever exalts will be humbled, and whoever humbles himself will be exalted'
So I guess that right now this is just a tiny situation and a tiny thought in my life. I just hope that I can take this thought and use it as a gift. A beautiful gift. Because a reflective thought on a rainy afternoon can maybe, just maybe, turn in to a very powerful thing.
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