Pride is a destructive force that slips up on us, often, unaware. I recently noticed, that tucked away from the public eye, I had a problem--desiring the world's recognition over God's presence.
I word it like that because in instances of wanting praise I was ignorant of God's existence. He was there, but in those self-serving moments I didn't want to recognize Him. Similar to when my child is trying to tell me something while I'm in the middle of a conversation. I hold my hand up to mean, wait a minute, while I listen to the rest of the story--or in many cases--finish telling my story.
Disgusted and shamed, I sought forgiveness and desired a way to avoid the trappings of my own flesh. Along with this prayer, I included how I yearned for my prayer time to become conversations with God. I didn't want to be the only one with something to say, I wanted to hear back from Him.
To my delight, He came swiftly to my side and guided me to Psalm 29:2, "Give unto the Lord the glory due unto His name..."
And that is how I'll win the battle of pride. Each time my flesh is tempted, I'll draw on this verse and remind myself who deserves the glory. Thank God for His love and attention--and the power in His word!!