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The Least Among Them...

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The Least Among Them…


My pride.

I stepped back and I noticed it.

Growing with each passing moment.

Each accomplishment.

Each step forward…

And it started to take control.


It enforced its stranglehold. It led to bitterness. To anger. To pride. To grief.

I woke up in fear.

In pain. In anger. And I took a breath. And found myself climbing.

Pushing. Scraping. Crawling.

To be the best. The greatest. The one.


And I felt that pride. And it felt good… But my heart knew that it was all vanity.

False idols. A goal that can never be reached. That had broken me once before.


And I sat in silence… And I made a choice.

To step out… in humility. In service.

In love. To myself and to others.

The greatest sinner. The least amongst them.

Saved and redeemed by the cross. His servant. His people’s servant. Loved. Enough. His child.



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