While on our second prayer walk this week throughout Altea, we walked along the edge of the ocean …from quite a tall vantage point.
Let me preface this by saying that I have a pretty extreme fear of heights.
I hate rollercoasters, avoid hiking, and unlike most people I don’t desire to walk near the top of the Eiffel Tower. I could live without all those things. Therefore, believe me when I say that I was not aware of just how high up we were. It wasn’t until I looked down and things started to spin a little that I realized just how far off the ground we were. At that moment I had a choice. I could either tell somebody that I was having a mini heart attack and ask them to walk back with me or I could put on a smile and ignore my present anxiety.
I chose the latter, all the while thinking that I would surely die. On the way back there was a safe staircase to take down, but I didn’t take it. At this point you may be wonder why. Why did this girl who has slight acrophobia not speak up or take the stair case? The answer: pride. I was too afraid to be weak or vulnerable with my team. I was too afraid to admit my short comings.
One amazing thing about God is that he is strong in our weakness. However, if we are too prideful to admit our weakness we are not giving him the liberty to show himself strong. He is always strong and able to care for us but he doesn’t always force us to see it. God often even wraps his arms around us through the love of others, but we must first ask. All this to say if God is teaching you a lesson on pride, don’t be surprised if he points you to Edge.
There is no room for pride when living in community. There are people that want to care for you, but are just waiting for you to say when. And when you let go, God is sure to show up.