Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned . . .

I have a confession to make, and since I'm not Catholic, I don't really have a particular person to confess too, so I'm going to use my own little private community, here on my blog. Mind you, I'm not calling you all father, that's actually directed toward God.
Here it is: I'm really arrogant. I know some of you are laughing, thinking "Wow, Nate, you just figured that out?" But it's not that I didn't know, it's just that I hadn't realized how deeply my pride runs. I'm proud of everything. I'm proud of my education, I'm proud of my status, I'm proud of my intelligence, I'm proud of the fact that I can spot a speck of hubris in the outside corner of your left eye. I'm proud of my religious convictions, I'm proud of my national heritage, I'm proud of the neighborhood I live in. I'm actually proud of the little humility I do have. When I meditate on the power and sovereignty of God, I somehow end up thinking how proud I am that I know the truth. In fact, I'm wondering if this entry could be an exercise of pride - you know, confessing to look humble, without actually engaging in humility.
The problem is, my pride is getting in the way with what God wants to do with me. I actually have more in common with the Pharisees than with the woman caught in adultery or the publican. I have lot's of sin, but I brag about my purity, and walk away when Jesus starts writing the sins in the sand.
I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?
Labels: Sin