I want to learn to play the bagpipes, I just finished all 900 pages of Ken Follett’s very, very good “A Column of Fire,” and I think I’ve found a new addition to my list of real-life heroes. While at face value none of these things are related, there is a connection between them. Pride was defined by St. Augustine as "the love of one's own excellence." Prejudice is a judgment of another based on group membership. While the former has a little wiggle room in God’s kingdom, what about the latter? Proverbs 11:2 plainly instructs, “When pride comes, then comes ...