Theocentric Thinking (Part 3): Good, Wise AND Humble
Monday, July 6th, 2009I love the Old Testament story of Nebuchadnezzar, and I hate it, too.
I love it because it has all the elements of a great story. A king, strutting around like a peacock, claiming all the power and all the glory is his alone, defying God to show himself, thumbing his nose at the heavens, goes mad and lives like the wild animal he’s become until he acknowledges and submits to the rule of God. Only then is he restored to his senses and his place in the palace.
The moral of the story is clear: “[God] is able to humble those who walk in pride” (Daniel 4:37).
That moral, as clear as it is, is why I hate this story. It’s too much about me. Too often I find myself playing the role of the peacock who turns into a wild animal. It’s humiliating. But it’s true.
Pride leads to madness; humility is sanity.
One time Jesus told a group of grownups that they had to become like children if they wanted what he was offering. He told them that greatness, as far as he was concerned, was measured in service. Note that he did not say service is the means of achieving greatness. He said service is greatness.
I sometimes fear we’re too familiar with sayings like these. They may have lost their ability to impact our ears. They don’t shock or stun us the way they should.
Of course, Jesus not only taught such things; he lived this way, emptying himself, humbling himself to the point of death — even death on a cross. Later, the Apostle Paul would say that those who claim to follow Jesus must have that same attitude, that same willingness to serve others to the point of death if necessary.
That chafes a bit.
Western society does not like this idea. We’ve been suckered in by Nietzsche. We’re all or trying to become Superman. Meanwhile, Jesus stands, all too often, as the lone voice in the wilderness calling us to become like a child.
I’ve said this before, but it bears repeating: the only category of people who are eligible for grace (according to the Bible) are the humble. This gets repeated so often in the pages of Scripture, it’s nearly impossible to miss. Still, I’m lousy at it.
I read a book about humility not too long ago, and I hated it. Part of the reason why I hated it was because I think the author (whose name I will not mention) and his ministry (which I also will not name) are borderline abusive and manipulative in their fixation on human depravity and sin.
But part of the reason I hated it was because it got under my skin. I get irritated when someone brings up my shortcomings. It bothers me to think of myself as less than adequate.
The only remedy I can think of (and here is where I depart from the book and the author and his ministry) is to not think even less of myself than I already do but to think of myself less than I usually do — to focus not on me, my sin, my smarts, myself and focus more on God and the gifts he gives and the gift he is.
This is the joyful byproduct of theocentric thinking: I learn to love myself correctly as I learn to love God completely.