Sickness pervades the mind of man, disparaging truth for the sake of self in moments where faith lies weak in its conviction, and pride rises strengthened by its conquests. While the words were still in the mouth, before thought could assert the validity of the utterance, reference it’s authenticity with knowledge of truth, man stood unencumbered at the pinnacle of self. Only as the words rose from lips full of pride, infused with excessive confidence, did conviction strike the heart, numb the tongue and mind to stutter and stumble over the sputtering truths, that reminded man that he is not the source of providence. That regardless of skill and diligence, he is ultimately not one who should be praised. It is the moment when pride falls to humility; when one meets the Nebuchadnezzar of their soul.