“And there is none of you that is sorry for me …” (1 Samuel 22:8)
The pride of life begins with self-absorption. A vain person sees some attractive or admirable quality in himself. But self-approval is not enough. He wants others to see his “good” as well. And so he aims to showcase his beauty for the eyes and ears of those around him.
Self-pity is also the by-product of the pride of life. It is not enough to lick our own wounds. We want others to see our suffering, what we have gone through or are going through. But even as the praise of men is not enough to sate our vanity, so the pity of men is not enough to comfort our soul.
Man can never give man enough. We need God. We need to know that He sees and He cares. Then we will be content to take and reveal all of ourselves to Him and Him alone.
Run to the Friend that sticks closer than a brother. Find refuge under the shadow of His wings. Pour out your heart before Him. He alone can bind up the wounds of the brokenhearted. Without His close and tender care we are bound to fall into an abyss of self-pity that no human being can get us out of.