I’ve been thinking alot about humility lately as I mentioned previously in this post. What it is? Whether I am an example of humility [mmmm probably not 
]? Whether it’s a gift of grace or a conscious choice that we make to live with humility [or try to] or a bit of both? I found this today whilst looking at the Benedictine Oblates Website and I found it rather beautiful and pertinent to my thoughts just now : ~
When will you bow your head,
acknowledge me as God,
acclaim me as preeminent
and as your loving Father?
.
Unlimited, I took a body’s limitations,
for love of you became my own creation,
accepted hunger, thirst and tiredness,
fear, rejection, whips and nails,
scorn and insult, cross and death.
Was this not humility for God?
.
Put off your dreams
of self-fulfilment and autonomy.
You need the air to breathe,
food and water to survive
and living in community,
even a community of two,
limits your free will.
.
Come to me child.
Put your hand in mine and I will lead.
Surrender to my love
and find those toys you thought were lost
have been kept safe
by me, for you.
by Francis Buxton, Oblate of Douai Abbey, Berkshire
