I can recall one day actually having a ray of hope. I was feeling good about actually winning the lotto. Not the big "hunk of millions" lotto, but just the weekly grand. I didn't want to get rich, I just wanted enough to get by on and this particular week I felt like God was gonna bless me.
Well I didn't win, but the sad thing was not the losing ticket, but my thought after I finshed scratching.
"I never win anything anyway"
For some of us, faliure is a way of life.
But failure is not an adjective, its a verb. We FAIL, but are not ourselves FAILURES. Yet this is the stronghold we have built around ourselves to protect us from the growing pains of BECOMING BETTER BELIEVERS.
Regardless of our past failures, God is constantly trying to use us.
