Boast not thyself of to morrow;
for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
What a subtle monster it is.
Like fast growing weeds, it clogs your vision
until all you see is yourself and how wonderful you are.
But those high weeds often hide the lawn mower that's coming.
Praise belongs to God.
When you feel the first growth of the pride
Thwart its growth by giving Praise to the Lord.
Pride brings a fall
Praise to the Lord puts pride in its place.