God opposes the proud, but gives Grace to the humble.
The terrifying thing about this to those of us who deal with pride, is that Gods opposition is sometimes to completely humble us by the power of His embarrassingly relentless love. And when He gets you in His sights, it’s just a matter of time.
Can you give an experiential example of this?
You don’t need my help to disprove what you’ve already chosen not to believe.
You assume a great deal 🙄
I'm more curious how you would describe or define an experience of "embarrassingly relentless love" from God in response to pride.
Is it something you experience chiefly internally, through prayer? Or through synchronicities that encourage you to examine certain beliefs and behaviors?
