I love this time of year because I can find Wimbledon being aired on BBC iPlayer for a solid two weeks…what a joy!

I love to watch underdogs come back from 2 sets down to then winning the game. I love to see an exciting game being played by two incredibly talented players who both want the win as much as each other. I love to watch the moments when the players are awaiting the verdict of a challenge – was it in or was it out? And I also love to see our British players beat their opponents with pride written all over their faces. I love to watch Wimbledon!

Most interestingly though, I love to watch the interviews of those who have won after they exit the court because often, they are ridiculously humble.

They often describe the game as hard work because their opponent put up a good fight or explain their efforts with modesty. Whether it’s for the cameras or not, it’s a great example of humility.

Last month my husband and I found ourselves in a spot of traffic. We were going so slow that I was able to get out of the car, leaving Jordan in the driver’s seat, have time to go into a sweet shop which was where the car was currently sat, fill a pot of sweets with jellies I personally hand-picked myself from the pick and mix section, and get back into the car before it had moved more than 5 meters up the road. But, the most painful thing about it was that the card machine wasn’t working – I had to return to the car which was moving at a snail’s pace with empty hands.

It was ridiculously disappointing, because the best bit about pick and mix is that you have the ability to choose the ones you like – it’s full of all the sweets you have personally chosen – the ones you fancy, your favourites.

If Christianity had a pick and mix, humility wouldn’t be a part of it, why? Because humility isn’t a choice. Humility isn’t an option, it’s not an added extra or an alternative, it’s not an item you can leave because you don’t want to take part in it, because without it things go terribly wrong. In order for us to exist, survive and function as disciples of Jesus, we need humility. It’s essential, it’s crucial, it’s fundamental to our walk as a follower of Jesus.

I love the paraphrase of Philippians 2 from The Message;

1-4 If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care— then do me a favour: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don’t push your way to the front; don’t sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don’t be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand.

For sure, there has to be a winner, but doing it using trickery or arrogance is unpleasant for everyone and dishonouring to the one we’re called to reflect. Sometimes I think we could take a leaf out of the tennis players of Wimbledon’s books – dreaming, trying, training and having the desire to win is very much a part of life, but humility must be above it on every level.