My name is Pride
a poem by Beth Moore
I am a cheater.
I cheat you of your God-given destiny… because you demand your own way.
I cheat you of contentment… because you “deserve better than this.”
I cheat you of knowledge… because you already know it all.
I cheat you of healing… because you are too full of you to forgive.
I cheat you of holiness… because you refuse to admit when you are wrong.
I cheat you of vision… because you’d rather look in the mirror than out a window.
I cheat you of genuine friendship… because nobody’s going to know the real you.
I cheat you of love… because real romance demands sacrifice.
I cheat you of greatness in heaven… because you refuse to wash another’s feet on earth.
I cheat you of God’s glory… because I convinced you to seek your own.
My name is Pride. I am a cheater.
You like me because you think I’m always looking out for you.
I’m looking to make a fool of you.
God has so much for you, I admit, but don’t worry…
If you stick with me you’ll never know.