I guess this isn’t a traditional blog post. Here is a poem I started about a month ago titled “Humble Me.” I decided not to split it up into stanzas, because for me it just reads easier straight through. Humility is not something I proclaim to be perfect at, or even good at. That’s exactly how this poem came about, and I think you will get the most out of it if you read it like a prayer.
O Lord, would You humble me?
So that I might see
People in the light they were meant to be
Not looking down, but looking up
I must first see You before I can love
Not tearing down, but lifting up
Calling out the best in everyone
Father, more of You and less of me
Turn humiliation into humility
The world sees in “strong and weak”
But You see strength in the meek
This if first and foremost a lover’s cry
To lift up Your Name and lay down my pride
With this comes the peace only You can give in life
Where the yoke is easy and the burden is light
Please take me as I am undignified
And accept my body as a living sacrifice
