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The Seven Deadly Sins (The Lion's Sin of Pride)

Forgive my use of animals to qualify each sin. I'm a strong fan of Japanese anime and "Nanatsu no Tazai (The Seven Deadly Sins)" has this really feeble humble character who activates his strong powerful side during the day and as night falls he falls back to that weak feeble man again. His personality change is really hilarious if I must say but I won't dwell on cartoon characters any further. 

“Pride comes before the fall” is a very popular statement with being Christian. I often buttress this phrase with how Lucifer the Morning star fell from grace because of his pride. I understand it in stories of the lives of very rich and famous people in the world and around us but rarely do I see it in myself until I take the fall. It so turns out that when I fall, I fall really hard; so hard it cripples so many aspects of my life and affects the life of those around me. But for some reason I have always found the grace to get back up, unknowingly to me that every time I got back it was more than me but it was God’s grace that picked me up from the ground and put me back on my feet.

It turns out that this pride doesn’t stop with my falls. I like to take pride in surviving so much falls in life. I even boast about how favoured I am and how easy it has been for me to correct my mistakes in life. I never knew the fall that would change me for good would come soon. And this time it would break me into tiny little pieces, break me to the very last to see just how feeble I am. In my humility I was exposed to the Glory of the King of kings who has been patient with my pride and has prepared me for a lesson that would rock the very foundations of all I held on to and give me the grace to hold on to him even more.

Today if you are out there I pray that you will never lean on your own understanding or in the accomplishments of your life but rather you will continue to realise that without God, nothing you have and are would ever come to be.

May God give us the strength to always believe in His Words in Jesus name. Amen.

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