Intending it as a compliment, I said to Stan, “You must be awfully proud of the relationship you have developed with God.”
“May it never be,” was his response.
“Pride only gets in the way of my relationship with God, and should never be the result of the relationship.”
“Everything about my relationship with God came from Him, except, perhaps, for one thing.”
“And what is that one thing,” I asked.
“Choosing to allow Him to do whatever He wants in and through me.”
“To be totally honest with you, my friend,” Stan continued, “pride is, in fact, a constant problem for me. I tend to think too highly of myself and of my relationship with God.”
“I tend to want to bask in the glow of His light, rather than walking in it.”
“I have to constantly, and I mean constantly, remind myself that I have to get out…
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