Today I felt like I was failing at everything; that on some level, I was falling short in every aspect of my life.
Failing my husband. Failing my children. Failing my neighbors. Failing myself. Failing at my commitments and goals and dreams.
Have you had days like that? I like to think I'm not alone on this one.
Here's what I've learned about that. This is what I know for sure.
God does not want me to feel like a failure. Sure, there is always room for improvement, and I have to keeping stretching and growing and reaching.
BUT, failing?
That feeling doesn't come from God.
And what's more, it shows a lack of faith and hope in the redeeming power of Jesus Christ. And that's just a miserable place to be.
This is not the end for me. He died for me, and all of us, so that we can try again, begin anew, start afresh, change, grow, conquer, become.
Isn't that the very definition of winning?
Let's not give up on ourselves. He never has, and He never will.
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