A Winner’s Creed

Posted: March 21, 2012 in Family, Life, Love, Relationships, Religion
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I think I received a sign today. It wasn’t earth shattering by any means. I didn’t have the secrets of Area 51 revealed to me, and no one came to me in a dream to tell me when exactly the world was going to end. But I did find something that caused me to take pause and really consider some things.

I’ve had a rough seven days or so, and those of you who read Monday’s blog, know why. In a nutshell, I haven’t been spending as much time with God as I should and as a result it’s been affecting not only my relationships with others, but also my relationship with myself.

Those of you who are avid readers of my blog know that I’ve gone in spurts with church from the time I graduated from high school until about a year ago. When I was younger, thanks largely in part to my grandma, church was a HUGE part of my upbringing. I may not always have understood the rituals of the Catholic church, but I remember enjoying church and the things that I learned there.

Somewhere along the way I lost that. I let church fall by the wayside, and while I’d occasionally find my way back, those instances were short-lived. I have since found my way back once again, and this time around is different in the fact that I’m really working at it—but obviously, like with any relationship, there are rough patches.

For about as long as I’ve had my own desk, whether it was at college or at work, I’ve had the framed poem over to the left. I know it’s hard to read, so here’s what it says:

If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don’t;
If you’d like to win, but think you can’t,
it’s almost a cinch you won’t.

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost;
For out in the world we find
success begins with a person’s faith;
It’s all in the state of mind.

Life’s battles don’t always go
to the stronger or faster hand;
They go to the one who trusts in God
and always things, “I can.”

Today, for the first time in a long time, I read that. It’s sat beside me, usually to my left, for years and for whatever reason, I read it through today—and then I picked it up and flipped it around to look at the back. I knew my grandma had given it to me and she was always one to write on presents she gave.

On the back of it she had put a gift tag with a gold cross on it and had dated it 8/24/98, which would’ve made me a junior in high school. On that tag she wrote, “To my Dear Stephanie, Stay as close to God as you are now. My love and prayers, Grandma Bernie.”

Even in the midst of struggling in my relationship with God, I’m still closer to him now than I was back in August of 1998, so to read that now, 14 years later, really made me take pause. As corny as it sounds, it was like my grandma (who passed away a year ago) MADE me look at that today. Ends up that even without her physically being here, she STILL knows exactly what to say and do.

And now, today, in this moment—I feel a little better. It’s oddly comforting to know that after 14 years, although I led myself astray numerous times, I found my way back to Him—and this time around, I’d just as soon not lose Him again.

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  1. This is insipiring 🙂 I really appreciated your grandmother’s poem!

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