Yes, pride goes before a fall.

I walked down the empty hallway muttering to myself.

He was young enough to be my son and he recently got promoted to Department Manager.

Department Manager?! What experience could he possibly have in managing?

Two managers had recently quit. Talk about being in the right place at the right time. How come I never got such luck?

I continued my inner rant about the injustice of it all.

But just as my sneaker stuck to the hallway floor and I stumbled forward I caught a glimpse of myself in the overhead mirror.

Tripping in an empty hall.

I’ve always been fond of object lessons but this was like a 2-by-4 to the head. Pride goes before a fall. Talk about conviction.

My ego was ranting about something that really had nothing to do with me. Why should I care? What business was it of mine?

I had been blessed with a good job with good pay. My job afforded me the luxury to enjoy my evenings and weekends as I desired.

Yet, because my pride was bruised I grumbled.

The Israelites also grumbled. God hates grumbling. He hates murmuring and complaining.

As a matter of fact, it was because of this mumbling that God made them wander in the desert until their whole generation (save a few) died off.

Instead of comparing my experiences with someone else, I need to remember all the good things with which God has blessed me.

Instead of stressing over someone else’s success, I need to focus on the blessings of my own life.

And by focusing on keeping my pride in check, I will keep from falling.

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