My humility (By Renee)
I can shrug off the everyday embarrassments - having toilet paper stuck to my shoe, tripping over myself in the store - just fine. It's the embarrassments that reveal my character that are most embarrassing to me. I shared this with my peeps (yes, I do feel we are peeps now) at Panera on Tuesday. I didn't want to but sometimes I know when God is nudging me to share something I don't want to. This was one of those times. It's also a healing process for me.
I am the holder-together of most everything in our house. Bills, dr. appointments, laundry, grocery shopping, insurance-getting, entertainment ideas, wills, you name it it's my responsibility. Mostly that's my fault. I took on that role when Jeremy and I first got together. I got him his first car loan, lined up insurance, negotiated the price and all that. I guess it was my instinct to take care of him that way. As life went on, life got more hectic. Two children came along and I was losing my mind - still am - slowly but surely. But we were keeping our heads above water, or so I thought.
One night in the middle of January, someone began pounding on our door at 2 in the morning. It was a repo man coming to take our van away, our family car. I was horrified, embarrassed, humbled, and did I mention horrified? This couldn't be happening! If I would have thought we were in danger of losing our car I would have done something! This can't be right! To this day I don't even think we were 30 days late but I know now that that wasn't the reason this had to happen.
I cried. I cried all night. I messed up big time. I had lost our car. Well lo and behold our only option at this point was to get a new loan for the car but our credit stinks and we can't. I'm sick to my stomach. I can't think of anything else all day. We only have 9 days to get this all figured out before they will extinguish our options. I called my manager to tell her what is going on. I'm mortified that I am telling someone about my troubles. I have to take a hard swallow to push down the tears, to stay strong, to be this image of who I think I should be. I was NOT one to ask for help from anyone EVER. But this time I had to open up, for my family. I told Amy what happened and without batting an eyelash she said she'd get it taken care of. She went to the owner of our company and he co-signed on a new loan for us. As if it were nothing. I was shocked that anyone would care enough to help us out, that I wasn't ostracized but embraced.
This was so much bigger than my finding humility - it was about finding Jesus. My biggest barrier to my relationship with Christ is my own pride. I am so unwilling to expose my failures/mistakes that sometimes it is what does me in. I convince myself that I can do it all by myself. I don't need any help from anyone because I am super-capable. I am smart and resourceful. I don't need anyone. Jesus pushed the big red button and said "EEEEHHHHHHHHHHH, wrong! I am in control of everything, not you. You don't need to keep the world on your shoulders because I've got it in my hands". What a relief! I have a Jesus who is SO BIG, big enough to help me when I need it and who can take any sin and God-filter it for good. I am so blessed to be loved so much.
We bow our Hearts, We bend our knees,Oh Spirit come make us humble. We turn our eyes from evil things, Oh Lord we cast down our idols. 
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