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The god of Pride

I had an experience that would make some Christians rejoice, and yet with my overwhelming sense of protocol and proper decorum, I allowed my worldly pride and guilt to steal the joy of being chosen. What would people say? How could I explain this when I do not even understand what happened? This was not how I would have planned an experience like this, so I dismissed it like Hosea’s promiscuous wife. I made pride my god, pride in what I had accomplished, pride in my family. I was very prideful and full of guilt and shame. The Love of God set me free. His Love can do that for you as well if you allow Him in. And just like in Hosea, God continually pursued me until I finally understood Hosea chapter 14: 9 “Who is wise? Let them realize these things. Who is discerning? Let them understand. The ways of the Lord are right; the righteous walk in them, but the rebellious stumble in them.” My unbelievably valuable lesson is the Lord’s protocol, and mine are vastly different. His patience is unwavering. His grace is boundless. And I am profoundly grateful. Whenever I complete a Sunday blog, it is by His grace. I now realize that my entire life is by His grace and love for me. His grace carries me in the challenging and successful moments of life. His grace and love make it possible for me to forgive and open my heart to love again. His grace healed and sav