It’s easy to humble ourselves to someone greater, richer, more accomplished or older than us. But otherwise, humility doesn’t come easy at all.
True. It’s a human tendency. Man can hardly humble himself when he thought of himself as someone who gained so much from life out of his effort (a self-made man syndrome), when his gauge towards success was higher in comparison to others of same age, when he thought also that there’s no way of going down the ladder but climbing up… or there’s no way of serving younger boss or neophytes but instead let them serve & look up to him.
Those could have been my mindset before. But God taught me a lesson about humbling myself. I had rest this case to God. I realized that those accomplishments did not bring glory to God. I claimed the recognition for myself. I thought that I’m excellent or smart. I became a slave-driver to myself. I took every challenge & pushed myself too much to surely get what I wanted to achieve. Once there, I earned nothing. I saw how ugly I became from the top. Those that I called success, glamour & fame were in vain because I was not able to serve God. Worst, it did not do well to me, I became proud.
God took my career from me—the prestigious position, high salary, good social life and international scholarship for graduate studies were gone. It took me a long time to find another career. There was one time that I had to work just to have my kids go to school. My salary was just enough for the tuition and school needs. I did not receive pay checks at all- my service was in exchange of free school (but it’s the best pre-school, mind you, and I thank God for that) for my kids. Not only that, I worked with a younger boss. That job was far different from what I did before. I swept floors, brought kids to bathroom. Kept the dishes the kids used during lunch. But I was never ashamed of that experienced, it did not matter to me. Why? I just learned my lesson and focused my attention to God. I learned to appreciate God’s goodness and faithfulness despite opposite situation. What happens next? Read my next story.
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