When we left off dear reader, I was wallowing in misery.
Pride had been my undoing. That same overconfidence also led to an attitude that whatever was going to happen would be through my own efforts by damn. Then came a horrifying realization I had even been too proud to accept help from people who wanted to help me out. I ended up alienating people that had my best interests at heart simply because I wanted all the credit when I found what I thought I was looking for.
“The proud person always wants to do the right thing, the great thing. But because he wants to do it, in his own strength, he is fighting not with man, but with God. God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble. Pride is pleasure arising from a man’s thinking too highly of himself.” Soren Kierkegaard
Sometimes we must hit bottom before we get back off the mat.
Avoiding the truth consumes an incredible amount of effort. Taking an honest look in the mirror ended up catalyzing change. Pride had hamstrung me; it had paralyzed me.
It’s tough when the realization finally takes hold that you are truly your own worst enemy. This epiphany was uncomfortably humbling, and brings us to the second “H”, humility.
A week later my wife and I found out she was pregnant with our first child.
Part 3 next…