Sadly, the “tragically cool and totally hip interrogative tone” that he mocks here occupies too many of our pulpits and public speech about God.
The following is an excerpt of Dr. John Barrett’s blog on http://www.dtbm.org. You can hear the full sermon on sermonaudio.com:
In light of my previous post concerning the effects of social media. I felt the following resource was very insightful and explains why this medium is detrimental to ones spiritual walk.
How To Identify My Pride
The best source of insight into pride is an examination of your self asking honestly—Which of these areas apply to me?
Pride always makes me think that the sermon was for someone else other than me—because I’m okay!
Pride makes me always critique church (and any other teaching) on the basis of “what I got” rather than “what I gave”.
Pride makes me think of myself first and others second.
Pride makes me always look for my name on a list, always look for my face in a picture, and always look for my presents at a party.
Pride always makes me compare myself with others, excusing my failures while condemning theirs.
Pride makes me sensitive to how I look, how I feel, and defensive about what I do.
My pride also makes me expect special treatment, want to be in control, think my opinion is important, and always want to be right.
We have proud attitudes: pride makes me impatient, resentful, bitter,
We have proud looks: haughty looks, arrogant expressions,
We have proud words: they are angry words, belittling words, harsh words, harmful words, defiling words, thoughtless words, self-aggrandizing words… proud words dominate conversations, are boastful, critical, and argumentative,
We have proud actions: pride makes me pushy with my agenda, nosy about others business, a gossiper about others actions, competitive for my way, obsessive about my wants, compulsive for my needs, and anxious about the outcome when it relates to me.
My pride makes me want to be recognized and noticed.
My pride makes me proud of my looks, my travels, my education, my ministry, my Bible knowledge, my cooking skills, my decorating skills, my social sills, my social status—or jealous of any of yours!
Pride makes me: resentful when disrespected, while at the same time expecting recognition and respect.
Pride makes me discontent, restless, anxious, jealous, and selectively lazy. Pride makes me late for you but fumes when you are not early for me.
Pride doesn’t want to wait, and doesn’t want to try for fear of failure.
Pride makes me exaggerate my work, my opinion, my needs, my wants, my plans—while minimizing all of yours, and jealous if I can’t.
Pride makes me break the rules, bend the rules, and impose my own rules on others—while resisting all of your rules.
Pride makes me resistant, hesitant, and belligerent towards other’s ideas and leadership because I want my own way.
Pride makes me hold a grudge against you—and want to get even, while forgetting my similar failures, and then get angry when you get even with me.
Pride always remembers wrongs, always thinks it deserves better, and always wants more.
Pride makes me cover my sins while seeing other’s faults first and clearest.
Pride wants the best seat, takes the best parking place, and won’t wait in line.
My pride makes me need the best clothes, buy only the finest things for myself—but shop the bargain basement for others. So pride makes me always seek the best for myself—and not care about the needs of others.
Pride makes me not like my old car, always want a new car, and get completely jealous of you when you get any car.
Pride makes me either think my house is not good enough for me, or my house is better than yours.
Pride makes me buy the biggest house possible and then say it’s just an investment without first asking where I have more invested—on earth or in Heaven.
Pride makes me buy things I can’t afford, find reasons to not give, and do things I often regret.
Pride makes me love money and hate sacrifice; love praise and hate criticism; love prosperity and hate adversities.
Pride makes me pursue pleasures and avoid pain.
Pride makes me worry about what I wear, how I look, and what others think.
Pride makes me never quite content with my hair color, my skin color, my body weight, my physical condition, or my health. Pride also makes me think my hair is better looking, my tan is better looking, my body is better looking than yours–or jealous if it’s not!
Pride is when I get focused more on my skin than my heart, when I get focused more on my hair than my mind, when I get focused more on my clothes rather than being clothed with compassion and love, when I am more focused more on my car than serving Christ, and my house than on Heaven.
Pride makes me resentful when corrected; hurt when disappointed; impatient when hindered; greedy when given choices (remember Lot); critical when speaking of rivals;jealous when seeing others advancing in any way; untruthful when confronted; and distant when slighted.
Pride will make me exaggerate my accomplishments, possessions, and abilities while minimizing my faults, weaknesses, and deficiencies.
Pride makes doesn’t thank people for their sacrifices, services, or gifts.
Pride makes me irritated at others, short with those I feel superior towards, and flattering towards those that can help me in some way.
Pride makes me driven with me agenda, hurried with others needs, and impatient with life.
Pride always makes me picky, finicky, touchy, choosy, nosy, and bossy.
Pride makes me jealous of the strength of youth, and disdainful of the weaknesses of the elderly and incapacitated.
Pride makes me secretly rejoice in others catastrophes and sullenly endure my own.
Pride makes me think that I am vital and irreplaceable, and my life is so important–that I will do all I can to save my life and not lose it.
Pride makes me spiritually superficial, artificial, and critical.
Pride makes me think much about my life and gaining as much as I can and little about my death and my face-to-face appointment I have with Christ when I explain just what I did with my life.
Pride makes me prejudiced, bigoted, and calloused.
Pride makes me:
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Pride makes me unreliable (because you can’t tell me what to do and when); unloving (because I won’t sacrifice for you); unteachable (because you can’t correct me), and competitive (because I will always try to outdo you)!
Pride makes me quick to speak and slow to hear; quick to anger and slow to forgive;quick to take and slow to give.
The Gospel is all about the reality that I am a failure because of sin and only Christ’s becoming my Substitute and taking my sin, and guilt, and shame gives me any hope.
The Cross is a constant reminder on my own I am unable to do right, unable to stop sinning, and helpless to do anything about my weaknesses, fears, and problems. That is why God wants my…