Pride is an ironic altar where those who are consumed with glory bow down to themselves.  It is there the parishioner trades his sacrifice, his humility, his service for a pompous seat upon a throne –one engraved with the intricacies of arrogance and conceit.

Ironic indeed.  For at this shrine, the god and the worshiper are one and the same.  Pride is idolatry in its purest form.  Pride is the love of self, the embrace of “all things you.”  Benjamin Franklin said, “There is perhaps not one of our natural passions so hard to subdue as pride. Beat it down, …