I’m in central Idaho attempting to write this blog on my laptop.  It is so sensitive that if I keep my finger on a key too long it wipes out the screen and reverts to the home website.  This is my third attempt.  I’ll keep my fingers above the keys!

The topic that has been hitting me of late is pride.  I ate dinner last night with friends who have a son in the same town where I’m working.  He is at a residential treatment center for drug rehabilitation.  They are here for 2.5 days of parent classes.  As we talked we found that pride kept coming up as a major inhibitor for everyone caught with this problem.  I found myself reflecting on how much this topic has kept me in bondage for much too long.

I use to think pride was what my dad had and I was not going to be caught with this same problem.  What I didn’t know was that pride in my dad looked like dad, pride in Earnie looked like Earnie.  For dad it raged and abused, for me it pulled away and kept very quiet.  When one lets pride interfere with making progress in their spiritual walk, it is a sin.

This morning I read the first chapter of I John.  It says in I John 1:9 that we can confess our sins and He is faithful to forgive all our unrighteousness.  I’ve know this verse for many years but today I confessed the pride that causes me to stumble and asked for God’s light to shine into this area of me.  In fact, I felt God telling me to step into His Light when I feel tempted.  It is always right there waiting for me to recognize it.  I’m sure that is what a believer does.  A beggar pulls away and pouts that he just can’t change.  I’ve been there most of my life.  I want to be a believer from this point onward.  God is so Good and always waiting for us to seek Him.