In Others’ Words: Defining Defeat
I think there was a time, early on in my life, when I didn’t think much about defeat — when I was brave. And then somehow, someway fear crept in and told me all the reasons I had to be afraid … all the reasons I couldn’t be brave.
And I believed fear.
And defeat? Well, as odd as it seems to say this, defeat won so many of the battles I faced. So many of my defeats were final. And by that I mean, every single defeat, every loss, passed final judgement on me.
And then, something changed. Me, I guess. And my view of God.
I allowed God’s lavish grace to destroy the weight of all the defeats I still carried — the couldn’ts and shouldn’ts and didn’ts.
I breathed the fresh air of God’s love. Inhaled it like an intoxicating perfume that revived my strangled soul. God loved me — defeats, failures, mistakes — all of me.
Mistakes were no longer final — not when I stood in the wide open spaces of God’s grace. (Romans 5 The Message) Being wrong, being declared a loser or being flat-out ignored by someone no longer held the same power over me — not in the light of God’s declaration that I am His and I am Redeemed.
In Your Words: What response do you have when you see or hear the word defeat? How do you handle defeat?
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