In the Shadows of Giants

Greatness haunts me, the work of giants shames me, pride permeates my desires, because I want to be great. To be shelved and mentioned with genius and godliness, with profundity and power.

And I crucify my flesh. Because the fleshly desires of mice and men and snakes often little resemble plans divine. God created a worm not to roar, but to eat dust, and realize his place.

And so I want not to do, but to be. To be conformed to the image of Christ, to be a lover of God. Because that is kingdom greatness, not sinful to desire--holy humility under God's mighty hand. Acknowledging my place and desiring his glory; then receiving the crown to be cast at his foot of his throne.