To be sure. I am convinced that the beast, pride, has its deepest roots in the most frail of organs, the brain. Which issues forth that pseudo essence of false confidence, so freely.
It takes the finesse of the nimble-fingered Spirit to lightly govern the throttle, lest steam builds to disaster. Prudence must reign. Self-confidence brought under self-control by God’s agile wisdom. Success sans pride is it’s best witness. Prayer is the guide. ~ g.w.
Pride goes before destruction,
a haughty spirit before a fall.