Oh, Foolish Pride
I don’t usually think of myself as a prideful person. Of course, who really does? I mean, I take pride in completed tasks. I value being responsible and take pride in the fact that people see me as someone who follows through on commitments. But I wouldn’t say that I am prideful about myself as a person.
However, my pride surfaced the other day in quite an interesting way. Some of my friends in the blogging world have been bestowing “awards” on one another lately. Basically, if you get an “award” then you must pass it on to other blogs - thus, increasing their readership. Who doesn’t want an award? So, after a few different friends have given awards and no one has mentioned my blog, I was a bit upset. My pride was hurt.
Then, I started asking myself some questions. Why do I care about getting an “award” that essentially means nothing? Didn’t I begin blogging because I enjoy writing? And then the kicker. The most recent “award” was for the most beautiful blog. If you visit many blogs, you know mine is not even in the running for that. And that’s done purposefully. I like the simplicity of my blog. I like to write and share what’s going on in my life and ministry with whoever visits my site. So silly for my pride to be hurt by not receiving an award that I don’t really even care about and that obviously isn’t warranted. Oh, foolish pride!
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