Here Comes the Judge

IMHO (In My Humble Opinion)

True humility is of the heart; through submission it balances the minds ego and the souls selfishness. Humble is letting go of the lie; my lies, they make me dazed and dizzy -Humble is hip his and soft so-longs. Look out for that soothing self-satisfaction, which tells you that you have done something good1 No good can come of that. So, I gulp the antidote for the hissing words bite -- by snubbing the at-a-boys, and the we-couldnt-do-it-without-yous. Humble is not being miserable; to stop squandering and whimpering -Humble is not fake, phony, or forged. It is hard to keep my promise, and tempting to let go of the tension, to just abandon the shared burden; but, I strive with smirks and grimaces to have peace and equanimity; holiness found in mucking around. Humble is espousing the whole truth; my truth, in fear and trembling and hope -Humble is accepting choseness. I embrace with open, empty arms confident despite contradiction calm in the face of adversity regardless of the attack on my honor and despite my wounded pride from the harsh hurtful castigation Enlightening the egoless mind, awakening the unselfish soul, the humble heart submits graciously.

Father Judge Meditations p322: lines 47-48

September 24, 2010