Pride Kills

Pride is a killer.

Nearly 4 years ago i was leaving Galway (where i had a less-than-successful stint at college) to intern at Cornerstone. That same time, my dad was going to get baptised, and he asked me to play a song(Lord you have my heart, Martin Smith) for him at the service.
now i had been playing guitar and bass a lot with the worship team in a church in galway, and i actually fancied myself to be....incredible. well long story short, i went to the service, and my turn came to play the song. I got up, starting playing those silky chords, my fingers were just flowing with gracefullness and beauty, each note clear and soul penetrating. Then i began to sing, and i thought, somethings wrong. i continued to try to sing, but still something wasn't right. it wasn't until half a verse later i realised i was singing a different song to what i was playing! how it got in my head i don't know, were the lyrics of i surrender all. Apt i know. anyway i decided in good pentecostal fashion to start praying and praising out loud until i remembered the words. free worship if you will. i forgot to mention that i was in a baptist church. excellent. my pride was shot. that night i travelled to Derry to start work in cornerstone broken and disappointed. but thats where God needed me to be.

Pride stops you from hearing. it makes you think you know it all. God wants to speak to you, but how can he if your not able to listen? my prayer is this, always keep my ears open to you Lord. I guess that means, always keep my pride at bay. We've all made mistakes, all messed up and thats cool, we learn. but if mistakes come from a sense of comfort, ill-preparation, laziness, then we need to deal with the bigger issue.

Deal with your pride before God has to. He wants to talk to you.
Psalm 10
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