Lessons in Humility From An Archangel


Last week, the archangels on our mantle took a beating.  Not from a stray ball or a toddler tantrum.  Not from a careless teenager or a clumsy kid.


It was wholly and entirely my social media pride.

Let me back up.  A few weeks ago, I noticed that my reading stack looked kind of cute and fancy and *definitely* Instagram worthy.  I don’t usually pay too much attention to following the “rules” about posting, but that day I snapped a picture of my stack and shared a few of the great books I was reading.  A conversation ensued about a couple of the titles and it was fun to chat about big people books. Untitled
The next week, I pushed myself to read a little more.  I thought about which of my many books might look best together in a photo and decided to post again, less incidental and more intentional this time.  Still probably not a proper photo by Instagram standards, but I was trying harder than I admittedly usually do. Untitled
I enjoyed bragging about sharing my reading list so much that I got a little ambitious and last week my stack was so tall I had to stand them upright in order to take a picture and still be able to see the devotional books in the back. Untitled
I knew it was unstable, but instead of taking the picture and returning the books to a safe place, I left them upright.

The next morning when I went to grab my Psaltar and Bible, the whole pile toppled over.  One bump of Raphael and the rest went crashing down onto our wood floors like a dramatic domino display.

Broken wings and shields.

All because I wanted a cute picture.  A fun weekly post that I let myself get sucked into a list of rules and social media things I “should” do as a blogger.  Like post regularly and take better pictures and post things that prompt engagement.

I got distracted by following the rules.

My pride got the better of me.

And the archangels paid the price.

Talk about a serious lesson in humility!  The thing is, I enjoy blogging and chatting with people online.  But I find it is really easy for me to slip into feeling like my ideas, photos, etc. are the “important” or “right” ones. Sometimes, my pride starts to think I am more accomplished at this business stuff than I really am. I pat myself on the back for a job well done when I make an extra sale, take home a royalty check, or earn a few extra likes.

This week maybe just a little less so than last.

1 comment :

Angie said...

Aww, Heidi. This is resonating with me and my morning reflection. It was about 'purity' particularly St. Maximilian Kolbe chose the crown of purity...not only purity of body but purity of intention. "A person practices purity of intention when he directs his thoughts, words, and actions not to himself or another creature but to a divine purpose or mission, and ultimately to God." (33 Days to Morning Glory, Day 8) This is so hard for me- why am I doing what I do? Doing what I "should" do without the right intention. Intentional- that word really strikes me. It is how we seek to educate, pray, raise our children, be family, wife, etc. It is seemingly a simple, little way yet, our self love and pride can turn intention on a dime.