Open Letter to Pride

As the day went on yesterday, I noticed something grabbing my attention.  The same thoughts kept crossing my mind, so I sat down and took note, and processed what God was trying to show me. I thought about how much people idolize their pride....SO much that they won’t even reach out to someone they know is hurting. How anger and resentment hold them back from showing compassion, even when those feelings are kept hidden, tucked away in silence. Pride lies and convinces people to withhold love when it’s needed most.

And that’s when I realized.....I needed to write to you.

Open letter to Pride, 

I hate you. You’re poison. You slip into hearts and disguise yourself as strength, but all you really are is weakness dressed up in arrogance. You tear families apart. You block forgiveness, withhold love, starve families of closeness, and slam the door on compassion. You choke out the words that could save relationships ...“I’m sorry,” “I forgive you,” “I love you.”  You can't even get yourself to say those phrases silently! 

You lie. You whisper, “Don’t bend. Don’t admit you’re wrong. Don't let them win. Don’t show them you care.” 

And then you sit back and 

smirk while marriages collapse, 

siblings stop speaking, 

parents and children grow cold, 

and friendships rot away.

You don’t just destroy relationships....you destroy the very person who carries you. 

You hollow them out. 

You make them hard, cold, and unreachable. 

You make them think they’re in control, when really, you’re the one pulling the strings!

You are not dignity! You are not strength! 

You are a wall that keeps out healing and lets bitterness eat away what could’ve been whole again. 

You’re a thief! 

You steal peace from hearts, unity from homes, and joy from lives.

I see you for what you are!

A destroyer. 

A killer. 

And I refuse to let you take root in me! 

I will fight you with humility, with forgiveness, with compassion, and with love......because those are the very things you cannot stand against.

I hate you, Pride. And I won’t bow to you!

I never want to be on the giving end of this, and I never want to withhold my tender heart from those who are hurting.....regardless of who they are or what kind of past we have with each other. 

That is not how my heart operates, and it never will!

- A heart that refuses to bow to you

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