Have you ever met a person who was beyond humble? Someone who has fought battles, has a resume that stretches the length of an arm, or saves lives for a living? Yet, these facts are never brought to light. They sit in a wheelchair looking out the picture window. They pick up a piece of litter as geese fly overhead. They walk along the lighthouse path with only their muffled steps and chirps of a distant sandpiper to flutter their eardrums.
Yet, some have nothing. No life experiences. No credentials. Though they find fame in the most glorious ways. The strings of the puppet are but threads of yarn.
Blessed are the humble in spirit for theirs is the Kingdom of heaven