For so long I have wanted the spotlight
to be there, where the stage lights are the brightest and watch the audience utter me praises from a place of know it all, where I am undisputed, unmatched, to be the boss figure, to be served and not serve, to command not be commanded, authority I wanted it all for my self, being the focal point of everything, to be the fulcrum controlling the effort and work, it was just me and my self

And when the MAN above opened his kingdom with arms open wide, calling me to serve at His feet , I wanted more, my intention were big but the place of servant was low, I wanted that very place of kingship,I couldn't settle for servant hood, my ego was high, I want the throne, not His feet that was too low,
not even his right hand was a place for me, I want the most high place.

Just like a master who has journey and leaves the faithfull servant incharge of his house, I assumed his place as the Master
disqualifying those he qualified to serve
on grounds of whose worthy or not to serve him, thinking that am hollier than thou
Judging every faithful action by sight,trying to be the boss yet just steward