Friday, April 03, 2015
Two Sides of the Cross: Humility and Pride by Rose McCormick Brandon
Humility acknowledges the sufferings of Jesus and accepts that He suffered for us. Pride glosses over His sufferings and refuses to think about them.
Humility acknowledges that only the cross erases sin. Pride says, "There are many ways to holiness. I'm not so bad, no worse than anyone else."
Humility confesses sin. Pride says, "I'm as good as the next person."
Humility embraces the cross. Pride turns its head in embarrassment.
Humility throws its arms around Jesus and thanks Him for salvation. Pride ignores Him.
Humility kisses His feet. Pride slaps His face.
Humility weeps. Pride smirks.
Humility is undone by the sadness of the crucifixion. Pride says, "what's all the fuss?"
Humility walks to the foot of His cross. Pride walks on by.
Humility calls Him friend. Pride pretends not to know Him.
Humility comes to the cross alone. Pride runs off with the crowd.
Humility admits to being a sinner. Pride says, "Nobody's going to point the finger at me and call me a sinner."
Humility admits to needing Him. Pride calls Him a crutch.
Humility breaths, "Thank you Jesus." Pride is silent.
Remembering where we came from and considering where we'd be without Jesus helps us to stay humble.
A member of The Word Guild and The Manitoulin Writers Circle. Rose and husband, Doug, summer on Manitoulin Island where her pioneer ancestors settled and the home of his favourite fishing holes. The rest of the year, they live in Caledonia, Ontario, near their three children and two grandchildren.
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