The Thrill of Victory, the Agony of Defeat

The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat!” I bet you recognized that right off as the introduction for years to the Wide World of Sports. We celebrate our children’s smallest accomplishments, “Let’s all clap our hands for Tommy he just used the potty!” “Cheer for Susan, she ate all her broccoli!” Then come the report card grades earning gold stars or dollars for an A, punishment for anything below a C, unless you were my parents and a C in math for me was like anyone else getting an A, that was my agony of defeat! My A’s were all earned in English, History and Science; I am ashamed to report I never, ever got an A in any math class I ever took! Thank God for computers and calculators!

We tend to judge ourselves more harshly than we judge anyone else. Boys are never strong enough, girls are never slim enough… we tend to judge ourselves by the pictures on the magazine covers instead of looking in the pages of the Word and letting that be our mirror. James 1:23-24  “Don’t fool yourself into thinking that you are a listener when you are anything but, letting the Word go in one ear and out the other. Act on what you hear! Those who hear and don’t act are like those who glance in the mirror, walk away, and two minutes later have no idea who they are, what they look like.”

Our victories are short lived at times, “Oops Tommy wet his pants” and “Susan was caught giving her vegetables to the dog!” For us defeat may be getting fired when we felt we didn’t deserve it, or having a lover abandon us for someone else, of course also undeserved, but in the grand scheme of life what difference do things actually make?

I was talking to someone last year before the holidays, which was totally disenchanted with the whole holiday celebration of Christmas, to quote, “The holiday entails the obligation of family gatherings.  I am talking about the dysfunctional crap that happens when families get together under the pretense that all is well and peaceful and beautiful, If only that were true.” I thought on that, and to me that is the agony of defeat for real. We can sing, “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me” and if we all believed that and tried to make it true in our own lives couldn’t we really make things better? Could we get together and be happy without having to pretend? Could everyone sit at the table without the refusal of some to be a part of the family? Why then do we pretend, or are we simply trying to make it true by continuing the tradition of pretense? Long gone are the days of laughter and hope for the future, of hugging each other goodbye and really hating to have to leave the gathering rather than being relieved that it is all over, at last! I wonder if this all makes God happy? Is it what we were designed for? Jesus prayed a prayer in chapter 17 of John: 20-23 The goal is for all of them to become one heart and mind—Just as you, Father, are in me and I in you, So they might be one heart and mind with us. Then the world might believe that you, in fact, sent me. The same glory you gave me, I gave them, so they’ll be as unified and together as we are—I in them and you in me. Then they’ll be mature in this oneness, and give the godless world evidence that you’ve sent me and loved them in the same way you’ve loved me.

If we could make that unity happen even in our small family groups, wouldn’t that be like the “thrill of victory”? Revelation 3:20-21 “Look at me. I stand at the door. I knock. If you hear me call and open the door, I’ll come right in and sit down to supper with you. Conquerors will sit alongside me at the head table, just as I, having conquered, took the place of honor at the side of my Father. That’s my gift to the conquerors!”

Can you make the difference in anyone’s life? Maybe the difference starts with and in you!

About harolene

Thank you for stopping by for a visit! If you read my thoughts you will see that I am sometimes serious, at other times sappy or funny, occasionally I am sad and sentimental, but I am always sincere! I am a single mother who raised two children, born ten years apart and different sexes so first it was bows and dolls, pretty dresses and boys! When my son was born it was rough and tumble games, baseball, soccer, wrestling and girls! I am known for my "smile" and for my default answer to any situation, "no problem", which was something I didn't realize I did until it was pointed out to me! I am a moon watcher and a star gazer. I am astounded and feel so small knowing that every creature that has ever walked the face of this earth has gazed upon that same beautiful orb that my eyes can behold on any night when the earth is not wearing her cloak of clouds. My parents have made me the person that I am. Their love, veracity in all areas of life, humor and passion for their work and each other have given me hope that my life can actually be a happy one! Chances are if you are reading this you already know all this but again, I appreciate your stopping by! While you're here hit the "Like" button for me and thanks for checking in!
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