As I went through the new (since September) procedure for notifying folks of the latest Prayer Nuggets post, my heart sank when I went to my website’s email only to find that none of the close to 200 contacts were in my address book. I didn’t go into a total panic since I have a current backup list of the addresses in another part of my computer. The thought of the work and time required to reenter them was not a pleasant thought. I had to make a decision that the devil wasn’t going to steal from me in any way – peace, time, or otherwise!
My next step was to send an email to my web hosting tech person to ask for his help. When I received no response after a day, I sent a second e, asking if he was working on the problem. In his response, he asked a simple question to help him narrow down the source of the problem – which email address was I using? There are 3 addresses associated with prayforthenation.org, and the contacts in associated with one are not automatically associated with the others. As soon as I saw the question, I had this sinking, but excited, feeling that those contacts had probably been there all along in the right account, not the one I tried to access. Since I had no recollection of the one I’d signed in under, but knew at that moment which one I had used previously, I tried the right one. Guess what? There were all those addresses and all the sent emails – just like they should have been!
I obviously hadn’t thought through what I was doing in the first place, encountered a problem, and immediately pointed my finger at the program as the culprit. Oh, the insidiousness of pride!
Proverbs 16:18 Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.
As soon as I saw it, I repented for pride – for not even considering I might have made a mistake. Why I would think that, I have no idea, since I’m not exactly the most accomplished of computer users. I answered the man that his question had helped me discover that I was the source of the issue, and then I apologized profusely for the time and effort I had cost him.
In this story of falling to pride – again – the most important thing to me is the amazing difference in my attitude this time when I realized my error. Yes, it bothered me to have wasted other people’s time when they were not at fault. But I wasn’t in guilt or condemnation at all – not even allowing it a moment of my life. I actually laughed inside because I knew the Lord wasn’t upset with me at all. Jesus had already paid the price for the pride, and I believe He found it pretty humorous, Himself. Yes, I ate a big bite of humble pie – again. As I swallowed it, however, I also experienced the glorious freedom of the children of God 1 – again!
Praying for you to experience this glorious freedom in His love and forgiveness, too, no matter where you fail!
1 Romans 8:21