We only see one “but” in this psalm, and it’s a big but: “but he keeps his distance from the proud.” Before I started reading today, I was joyfully counting some big blessings I’ve experienced lately, and for a few seconds, I got a bit of that “puffy chest” feeling. You know the one. It’s that feeling you get when you realize you’ve accomplished something. It’s that feeling you get when you look back and go, “Wow! I did that!” It’s that feeling … of … of … dare I say it? Yep. We all know it too well. It’s that feeling of being proud. But this psalm says God keeps his distance from the proud! Does that mean us??? Does God ghost us when we become a little too enamored with ourselves? I can’t answer that, but I also don’t want to take that chance! And that’s kind of what knocked me out of my dreamy stupor of proudness this morning. I don’t deserve most of the credit for my accomplishments.
Sum it up:
I thank you, Lord,
For all my blessings.
Care for us when we’re humble,
And remind us when we’re proud.
I am surrounded by anger and destruction,
But I trust in your protection.
Writing prompt: proud
Write about a time you were proud and got a hard reminder about it.