Pride is a funny thing. I went on retreat one year and my "goal" was to fight my pride. That was the mission, I was determined to figure it out and beat it. Anyway, imagine my frustration as I told the priest of my dilemma, asked for his help and he just looked at me with a slight grin saying, "So you're proud. Accept it." I went all week thinking that here I had come on retreat for a specific purpose and Father was not helping me! "Just accept it!" was all I kept hearing. Well Friday morning I went rushing to Father's office because I had finally gotten it! (I don't know what those poor priests have to sacrifice to gain grace for us on retreat) It was humiliating to accept that I was proud! Ding! Not that we should encourage or condone or feed pride within ourselves but realizing that we are and always will be proud, no matter how we fight against it, is an act of humility in itself.