Humility has been sitting
on my heart lately—
a quiet nudge from God,
a gentle invitation
to look deeper,
to bow lower,
to surrender more fully.
A future deacon and I
have been praying through this together.
Talking about how surrender
is not dramatic…
it’s simply letting go
of the prideful habits
we once protected,
once cherished,
once thought we needed.
We prayed the Litany of Humility—
slowly, honestly,
asking for the grace
to live what we preach,
to practice what we proclaim,
to become small enough
for Christ to shine through.
I shared with him
the humility of being a deacon—
serving wherever God points,
even in the hidden corners
where no one applauds.
Like the older couple,
both ill,
who called asked for some help.
Not a sacrament.
Not a ceremony.
Just help.
And I went…
because that’s what love does.
That’s what Christ asks.
“The greatest among you
must be your servant.
Whoever exalts himself
will be humbled;
but whoever humbles himself
will be exalted.”
Humility is not a posture—
it’s a way of life.
A quiet yes.
A simple offering.
A willingness to serve
in small places
so God can work
in great ones.
Prayer
Lord,
Make my heart
small enough to serve.
Teach me to surrender
the pride I once held tight.
Let Your mercy shape my steps.
Fill my hands with
simple acts of love.
And lift me only in the ways
that glorify You.
Amen
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