Sometimes we dress down pride, giving it the humble clothing of a vulnerable name, insecurity. We pity or miss seeing pride, as it slips by us in a understated, quieter outfit. We adorn it as mask, a hoodie to hide our face, as we excuse seeking our value in other's opinions of us.
Pride is assigning decisions and opinions to others, based upon my ideas or feelings...
they love me,
they hate me,
they love me.....
Pride and insecurity are married, two sides of the same coin.
Pride by any other name smells just as retched. The smell steals your peace, and replaces it with false assumptions and lies about who you are...who others are....who we are together.
2 Corinthians 2:15
"For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing."