There’s a line in Mary’s Magnificat that always convicts me: “He has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.” We should reflect on this link between pride and imagination. Not all imagination is bad, and not all imagination leads to pride. But the proud are always imagining – the proud are those who have lost touch of reality, whose views of the world depart from the way that the world actually is. Scattering the proud in the imagination of their hearts is, therefore, poetic justice. It gives them exactly what they’ve been doing all along. We need to see rightly, to have our sight restored, to be able to live as we ought. Otherwise, we are just playing games and twiddling our thumbs to the end.