Humility works both ways. It doesn’t only serve to deflate my giant ego; it can also pump air fresh air into my broken-down shack of despair.
Step Seven: Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.
It’s not just a tool to keep me from getting too ahead of myself. I spend just as much time down in the dregs of hopelessness and depression as I do shouting my awesomeness from the mountaintops. And that, obviously, is just as painful and hurtful as when I’m playing the big-shot.
It doesn’t occur to me to use humility when I’m on the bottom of the world. However, self-pity is simply pride in reverse, correct? And shouldn’t the same type of brain screws apply whether they’re going in or coming out? And, follow me on this one, that being the case, humility should prove equally effective in either oversized scenario.
So whether I’m building myself up or tearing myself down, humility reminds me that it’s not nearly as good or as bad as I’m making it out to be.
Remember: When in doubt, humble thyself.