Tonight I’m just contemplating humility.  Humility is the most attractive quality in a person.  Humility in leaders makes me want to follow them.  Christ’s humility breaks down every claim that I think I have.  The closer I get to God, the more I discover His heart, the more I am broken by my own lack of humility.  He scrapes away layer upon layer of my pride to reveal new depths of selfishness, self-centeredness, and self-promotion.  The more humble I become, the more I ache with the knowledge that I’m not humble enough.  I’m not talking about self-flagellation and mea culpas.  I’m talking about an innate sacrifice entwined with the very core of my being.  “Jesus did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made Himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant” (Phil. 2).  That’s my model.  That’s a leader that I get excited about following.  What makes me think for a second that I can exalt in an accomplishment or consider myself above anyone?  My Lord took on the nature of a servant.  Am I living so that people will see the things that I do or the things that I wear, or am I living so that people will see the God that I serve, the God that humbled Himself enough to serve me?  I have no idea how to “accomplish” humility.  It’s not something you check off a list.  Hopefully, the closer I get to Jesus, the more I imitate Him, the more I will absorb His humility and start to exude it myself.  And I have a feeling that there will be many more of these nights, when I stare despairingly at my computer screen and come face to face with my self-absorption.