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I got a very, very special book this Christmas from my grandma. It’s called Valley of Vision, and it’s a really fun collection of Puritan prayers. There are some really uplifting prayers in there (my favorites are about serving and worship) but I’m continually amazed at how many convicting poems there are. Check this one out… titled, simply, “Pride”.

O Thou terrible Meek,

Let not pride swell my heart. …

Sin’s deformity is stamped upon me,

darkens my brow, touches me with corruption:

How can I flaunt myself proudly?

Lowest abasement is my due place,

for I am less than nothing before Thee.

Help me to see myself in Thy sight,

then pride must wither, decay, die, perish.

Humble my heart before Thee,

and replenish it with Thy choicest gifts.

As water rests not on barren hill summits,

but flows down to fertilize lowest vales,

So make me the lowest of the lowly,

that my spiritual riches may exceedingly abound. …

When I am tempted to think highly of myself [not implying that depression is the answer],

grant me to see the wily power of my spiritual enemy …

If I fall let me hide myself in my Redeemer’s righteousness,

and when I escape, may I ascribe all deliverance to Thy grace.

Keep me humble, meek, lowly.

I think for citation purposes, I’m supposed to say that the italics are mine… it’s protocol! So there you are.

Ahem. Anyway… I think that’s an extremely humbling poem. If it didn’t hit ya that way, pray and give it another go. This is some serious stuff! Whoever wrote this really had it on his heart to not even think highly of himself. Not something we think about much, huh?

Please don’t get this wrong. God sees you as His child (if you’ve believed) – His bride, His pure, spotless bride – redeemed and everything. So in God’s eyes, we’re amazingly precious!!! The point of this prayer, I think, is to remind us that no blessing we have ever received was from ourselves. I think everyone, now and then, somehow thinks what they have is totally their doing. Sorry, though – short of sin, nothing you have is from you.

I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had been born in a refugee camp like my friends. Or even in Myanmar, as a teenager, when all of a sudden, you’re forced to run away from your village into some jungle in Thailand so you won’t be killed. Then you’re shipped off to America, knowing zero English and expected to get a job, house, and eventually get off government funding. It’s so true that the less you have, the more that littler things mean to you.

So back to that prayer… water doesn’t rest on mountains. It flows down to the valleys.

Then He said to them, “Whoever welcomes this little child in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. For it is the one who is least among you all who is the greatest.” – Luke 9:48

I think this arouses some serious rejoicing!! I hope for you, too… no, we can’t boast in ourselves. But the Creator of the universe, our Lord, has given us blessings! Lots of them – so that we can give credit to His name… like, we have the privilege to say, “GOD gave me this! GOD lets me use this for His glory!”

So do give God the glory!!

Blessed are those who have learned to acclaim You,

who walk in the light of Your presence, LORD.

They rejoice in Your name all day long;

They celebrate Your righteousness.

For you are their glory and strength,

and by Your favor You exalt our horn..

“The enemy will not get the better of him;

the wicked will not oppress him.

I will crush his foes before him

and strike down his adversaries.

My faithful love will be with him,

and through my name his horn will be exalted. …

I will maintain my love to him forever,

and my covenant with him will never fail.”

~Psalm 89:15-17, 22-24, 28; italics mine.

 

 

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