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9/14/08
Pride.

It corrupts the mind. It blinds one's eyes from looking at the reality. It causes the downfall of many. It is one of the three man's greatest enemies.

I believe deep in each one's heart exists a desire for recognition. A want for others to recognise and acknowledge you. A want for others to praise you for being outstanding. And it becomes a motivating force for some, a 'push' factor towards excellence.

Yet when they indeed taste the fruits of success, they tend to lose control of their souls to the Devil. Pride and arrogance creeps in silently. They tell themselves, "I'm good. Let me continue so so that people will recognise me and i can be proud". Thats when their performance took a turn for the worst because they think too highly of themselves.

I admit i'm one of them, especially on the basketball court like what happened today. A mere praise from outsiders ended up in me losing my momentum and start playing like nobody's business. "Soloing", some may call it.

Yes, that hunger to score, to score with my own abilities so that people will recognise and remember me. Yet i don't even grab my opportunities well and lost the ball to opponents several times. What a failure i have been, dare to "solo" yet can't score.

Old habits die hard, don't they?


Thank God for always being there. Praise His wonderful name for always bringing me back onto the correct path when there's a need to. For not giving up on me, i give thanks unto my Lord.

My Saviour, how I adore you
Healer, my heart longs for you
Jesus, you're worthy to be praised.


The writer

szewei.
AJC 09/08
25th SC
AMKPC

"But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not be faint.
- Isaiah 40:31

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