What I remember clearly is looking up from what I was reading and feeling as if someone had issued a challenge directly toward me. I was reading something—an article, a blog post, a page in a book; I can’t be sure—and it was one of those situations where I knew the words applied to me.
Spend one day, the words read, without using the words I, me, mine, or my.
An exercise in humility. Gulp.
Writing about humility is tricky. Who among us truly has it figured out? And, if we have managed to discover two or three points with regard to living a life of humility, how do we talk about it without sounding like…well…the opposite of humble?
Today, I’m at The High Calling, talking about “humility” because, you know, I know about these things. #not