There is a journey towards truth,
Available to all
Where the destination is not building a castle of fame
Where we might hide and find a precarious identity,
Making a god of our achievements
And enslaving our hearts to applause and pomp.
This is a different race,
Where rather than accumulating accolades
We are being urged to abandon our crowns as we go
Compelled to surrender our ambitions,
To forsake our confidence in ourselves
And allow ourselves to be led as children,
To free our hearts from finite instruments
That we might grasp eternal symbols.
This is a journey to our knees
A race against our own pride
To be the first at the altar,
That we might slay our self-absorption
Ours is a journey towards radical humility
The kind that does not seek a common glory of self-exaltaion
But an uncommon glory;
A paradox of laying down in order to be raised up,
Of finding treasure in unlikely places,
Finding freedom from releasing others
Discovering riches by giving them away.
This is a race to the bottom
Where the path towards greatness is in
Becoming a servant to many.
Your attitude should be same as that of Christ Jesus:
Who, being in very nature
Did not consider equality
With God something to be grasped
But He made Himself nothing
Taking the very nature of
Being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance
As a man,
He humbled Himself
And became obedient to
even death on a cross!
Therefore God exalted Him
To the highest place
And gave Him the name that is above every name