The higher you climb in stature the more humble you should become, because the only place from up is down…
Question is, will your down be a fall or scenic tour back to the root of the success tree?
Will your descent be cushioned by the arms of those who in their own way fueled your engine as your propeller oscillated; as you took flight?
Or will you hear rounds of applause as the cushions part way like the Red Sea, watching you fall, freely?
For me, humility is and will always be my bedfellow.
“Humble…” Was written By: Yekesha Lambert Frederick © Copyright Witish 2014, All Rights Reserved.