Pride
I live for myself, I'm not alive
I am too selfish and have way too much pride
Don't tell me 'bout changing, or how to grow
Don't tell me 'bout God, I don't want to know
Alone let me be, and be it I will
for it's only my heart that I have to fulfill
Broken are you who can't live by your might
Selfish are you who don't choose to fight
for something I see rather than that which I feel
And broken I come before You to kneel
I give you my life, and live for you now
Lord I love you and to You I will bow
Show me to live- in You I abide
With my hope in You, God
I conquer my pride.
I wrote this poem a number of years ago when I was dealing with the war in me between what I wanted and what God wanted. There are two speakers on opposing sides to illustrate this gap in perspective. What the world says about dependance on God and what I wanted in my relationship with Him, I find are just as true now as they were then.
Prov. 16:18 says, "Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall."
Mark 7:20-23 also speaks of pride, listing it as a thing that comes from within and defiles a person along with: evil thoughts, adulteries, fornications, murders, thefts, covetousness, wickedness, deceit, lewdness, an evil eye, blasphemy, and foolishness.
1 Timothy 3:6 mentions that one who is "puffed up" with pride, falls into the same condemnation as the Devil! (for we know this was the very first sin that caused Satan to loose his place in Heaven)
And lastly, 1 John 2:15-17 says, "Do not love the world nor the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in Him. For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the lust of the eyes and the boastful pride of life, is not from the Father, but is from the world. The world is passing away, and also its lusts; but the one who does the will of God lives forever."
5 comments:
Beautiful!
Yes, I know you're beautiful... :)
Great poem carm, you always were the deep intelectual type. I remember you spending hours in your room by yourself, thinking and going through your stuff and being content with life. Of course there was always the homework to do too and you were the little perfectionist when it came to that and you always got good grades. Do you ever regret not joining the honor society when asked? love ya mom
Well mom, thanks a lot! You know me! I wouldn't call myself the deep intelectual type, but I guess I did study hard. I don't remember being asked onto the honour society, so, no, I don't regret it! Love you, Carm
Carmen, I can hardly wait to hear about your trip and everything you learned and did!!
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