No Matter What We Win

by Anonymous Everyday my mind tells me I'm not good enough, people don't like me/want me, care about me, I did it wrong, I said it wrong, I'm not enough, I don't do enough. Then God sends me angels. Some days the angel is bigger and brighter than life. But mostly the angels are ordinary and almost insignificant. A bagger at Market Basket who smiles at me, a small child who is screaming crying with snot and terror all over their poor little face or a disabled man struggling to walk and in him I find courage and determination. I find God's gifts. In that child I find human need and want. A need and want that is so intrinsic and so fundamental that it takes my breath away. It is there where I find God's blessings. His desire to be near me. His personal invitation for me to go to Him. Rest in Him. I was reminded this morning in a Christian song, "some days I lose the battle but grace says it doesn't matter cause the cross already won the war." (Song Greater by Mercy Me Album Welcome to the New) I may do it wrong, I may say it wrong but Jesus Christ has redeemed me. The thoughts in my head, the injustice of man, the seemingly endless human frailties wane in the light, mercy and love of Christ. Jesus has truly risen. Alleluia!