June 2019 Pride was something I was taught as a child.  I remember it being important to my dad. ‘You’re a Richardson ‘ like that somehow put me in a ‘higher’ status than the average bear. Kinda reminds me of the Pharisees.  Yikes!!!  Good thing I have a faithful Savior .

From the journal . . . . March 1987

My spirit wants You exalted in every way, but part of me wants some credit.  That’s sin, Lord. Please forgive me and cleanse me.  Pride. I don’t understand every aspect but it’s a selfish pride and it’s gross to You.  God, I can’t fix it.  I don’t have a clue how.  All I can do is confess to You that it is sin.  It is sin when I want recognition from others for loving You.  God, I hate it because it pollutes my love for You.  But I’ve confessed it.  Thank you for your forgiveness.  I want you to fix it.  Make it right.  I want to give You pure love.

And I Believe God Said . . .

Because of Jesus, I can use you.  His blood covers that sin –that impurity.  Continue to tell others about me.  I’ll cover the sin that comes along and I will use the righteousness.  You have both you know.  As you confess the sin, I can magnify the righteousness for My glory.  It’s true.  Don’t stop teaching or ministering to others because you fear the sin.  I will deal with it.  Let me have it.  That’s my job.  You give me all of you.  I will cover the sin but magnify the righteousness.  Yes, my daughter. For my glory, not yours.  Don’t fear.  I will do it.  I will be exalted in you and in your life.