"I asked God to humiliate me.. . " I will my facial muscles to stay relaxed as the tall son begins, but inside I hear myself scream, " No! Don't ask for that! He might give it to youl l!" "Oh," I calmly respond, "why is that?" He explains. "At church recently, the preacher talked about humility. I realize that a lack of humility is what has gotten me into a lot of the bad situations I am in right now, so I thought I should ask God to help me work on it." I smile and nod. I want to applaud his desire for God's shaping, but I can't help but wonder if he knows what he is saying. Is it a homeschooler's error in word choice? Surely he means "humble me" not "humiliate me." Most of us have been foolish enough to ask to learn humility, but even a fool knows not to ask to be humiliated! And maybe I recoil from the word and what it could mean for him because I realize I identify with it right ...
"These days, the closer she looks at her life, the more beauty she sees. There is something worth noticing everywhere."