Loser.
That very word makes us shudder...reflexive resistance.
It is a hard lesson learning that to lose does not make one a loser. On the paradoxical contrary, it is the first necessary step to becoming a winner. It is only through losing, and bowing to that fact, that we begin our inner journey to our rightful place, God's House.
All the bells and whistles that define us in our own mind, all the add-ons, the accouterments, we have accumulated to prove our worth, must be kissed good-bye. Lovingly laid to rest as it were.
Our ego must stand bare-butt naked before its world, the world of me, my, mine, know defeat, and welcome the realization that it is second at best and then only on a great day. And that's a day of giving over to another...any other. That realization is grace.
We, relying only on our reasoning mind as our guide, can never gladly accept such complete defeat. We may know it from our eyebrows up, but we cannot move it down to our Soul. And until it is moved, it is not heart-realization, it is head-knowledge. Which is never a bad thing, it just won't get us where we need to be...free.
It is the grace of realization that brings acceptance of the fact that losing our battle for our self-determined objective to be first in line means that our acceptable place is second, third, fourth...last. It will never be first...except to God...where we are all one and always first in line.
Thank you.
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