Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
Some poets are not poets for the same reason that some spiritual men are not saints—they never prosper at being themselves. They never get around to being the particular poet or spiritual person they are intended to be in the eyes of God. And it is true that they never get around to being the man or artist that was built by the circumstance of their own life.
Years are squandered in the efforts of vanity to become some other poet, some other saint. For reasons in the realm of absurdity, they feel indulged to try and summon some inner existence that perished centuries ago, which lived through circumstances wholly unfamiliar to their own reality.
They wear out their minds while exhausting their bodies through indignant endeavors with the promise of creating a one of a kind experience for those that cement themselves in the essence of spirituality. And sometimes they do rush the experience to meet their own self-centered and exhausted demands.
Hurry has long been known to ruin the creative mind. To often one seeks quick success and tends to drift with such haste to get it—that they cannot take the time to truly be themselves. And when madness falls upon their mind they argue that this drifted haste is but a species of integrity.
Within all prodigious creative mind’s you find that humility and integrity coincide in the comforts of perfect balance. The creative who understands this, knows that they are themselves because they have been humbled by God in some way, shape, or form.
As far as the accidentals of this life are concerned, humility will stand content with whatever it is that satisfies the generalities of a society. This does not mean that in the essence of humility we should consist in being just as everyone else.
It is upon the contrary that humility promises to be the precise person that God intended you to be. And since no two people are alike, if you carry with you the humility to be yourself, you will not be like anyone else within the totality of this universe.
This individuality will not always assert itself upon the surface of daily routine. It will not be a matter of mere appearance, or opinion, or ways of doing things. It is something buried deep in the creative soul. It is something within that only few can exude, something very similar to daylight’s prelude.
To truly exist in humility, the ordinary ways and means of men are not, in any way, a matter of conflict. The humbled do not worry about what everyone else is doing—the trends of others matter not. To conform to, or lack thereof with these stumbled occasions in life, as a matter of life or death is to fill your inner self with unnecessary noise and confusion.
It is the humbled man that ignores this indifference by doing whatever it is in this world that helps him to find God while stumbling upon his purpose at the same time, all the while leaving the rest aside. He learns to see with clarity that what is useful to him may seem useless to someone else, and what helps others find their purpose may ruin him.
Now we come to the purpose of this post. It is when one makes a promise to God, to live humbled beneath the will of Him, that the spirit refines itself, it finds a peace with a common sense that knows nothing of sane morality.
Before a downfall the heart is haughty, but humility comes before honor.
Proverbs 18 : 12
There is no humility in insisting on being someone you are not. One may as well go ahead and say to God, I know better than You, who I am to be. And how would you expect to walk your own journey home if you take another man’s road? How should one reach his or her own self-delegated level of perfection by pretending to be someone else?
In this scenario, sanctity will never be yours; you must have the humility to work out your own salvation in a wilderness where you are absolutely alone. And so from here humility takes a heroic turn when one decides it’s time to be nothing else than the man, the creative, that God intended him to be.
And honesty will often be fabricated as an illusion to seem like pride. This is a thoughtful temptation because you can never know whether you are being true to the truth of you, or if you are merely fortifying a defense for the falsity of your personality—the creature of your own appetite for admiration.
But humility is at its most prominent when the lesson is learned that in the anguish of keeping your balance in such humbled demeanor—you continue to be yourself without acting tough about it, and without asserting your false self against the falsity of others.
Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited.
Romans 12 : 16
So let us pray.
Lord, too often and in too many ways I’ve put myself first—above my loyalty to You, above my recognition of sin, above my need for repentance, above my humble reliance on You for everything. Today, Lord, I come to you with a promise that I will always be humbled by the grace of You, and I ask that You purge from me any selfish pride and help me to see all things as they really are. You first. You always. And I thank you for this beautiful day that awaits.