God Himself couldn’t do it.
I was astounded when I heard today that out of the list of sins that Christians find heinous, pride didn’t even make it to the top 10. Pride is kind of a touchy topic for me. Maybe because I’ve had it said to me, “One shouldn’t toot her own horn.” The circumstance in which it was said isn’t as licentious as it sounds, I assure you. I don’t like talking about pride, it just hits too close to home. In this Asian culture it’s a lose-lose situation because if you’re over-confident, you’re proud and if you have low self-esteem, you show off a sense of false humility. There’s no winning, really.
A long time ago, there was a man. He was strong. Some say the strongest man in the world. Hercules, if you’re reading this story, it isn’t about you. People knew he was strong because his reputation preceded him. If they wanted to confront him they would take 3000 men with them. In the words of Ps. Ryan, ‘That’s like trying to kill a mosquito with a car’. But thats how much he scared the *censored* out of people. This man himself knew that he was strong. And he prided himself in it. He once slaughtered a thousand men with the jawbone of a donkey and he was so impressed with himself that he wrote a poem. And dedicated his poem to himself.
“With a donkey’s jawbone
I have made donkeys of them.
With a donkey’s jawbone
I have killed a thousand men.”
He was no Shakespeare la ok but you get my drift. He had forgotten that a long time ago, when his mother was barren, she prayed to God for a child. God answered her prayer and not only gave her a child, but one with superhuman strength.
Funny how you forget the steps of the ladder you climb.
The easiest way to get over pride, is to remember who you are. Remember you are dust. Remember you are ‘blood and emotions, inklings and notions’. But you are made superhuman through Christ.
Ask yourself: If Samson was such an ungrateful pig, why did God give him victory over his enemies?
Just because you get what you want, it doesn’t mean you are walking right with God.
Ps Ryan F.
I don’t believe God didn’t celebrate with Samson in his victories, but the fact that Samson didn’t try to overcome his pride drove that wedge between him, God and basically everyone in his life that he wasn’t having sexual relations with. Because as the story goes, Samson died in the midst of his enemies.
Better a small name in heaven than a big name on earth.
He gives proud skeptics a cold shoulder,
but if you’re down on your luck, he’s right there to help.
Wise living gets rewarded with honor;
stupid living gets the booby prize.
(Inspired by Ps Ryan Foo)
Highights of my day: Indian man on the radio commenting on the opinions of TTDI residents who don’t want the MRT built:
“It’s good you want to have a less congested neighbourhood so you can go talk-talk with your neighbours. And it’s good you want to memupuk kemuhibbahan. But you don’t have to go to work. I do!”
Thinking of: Sara Bareilles King of Anything, Lifehouse’s Halfway Gone and SHI WEI’S SURPRISE BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! Kudos to the birthday girl for stealing a Shangri-La restaurant napkin. Also I wonder when my bosses look into eachothers eyes, do they get that tingly feeling that I get when I look into their eyes.