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Learning To Play The Game

Life is a game.

And in order to make it through life, you need to figure out how that game is played. But just when you think you're starting to figure out how to play, the rules get changed up on you once more.


It becomes this cruel game, that makes you continue to prove your worth to everyone time and time again.

It's as if all eyes are constantly on you, waiting for you to screw up, just so they can laugh and rub it in.


But what do you do when even your best isn't good enough?

Good enough to graduate at the top of your class.
Good enough to be chosen first.
Good enough to date that special someone.
Good enough to feel good about yourself.


Sometimes I need to remind myself that some days, my best won't be good enough.
And I need to learn that it's okay.

Sometimes I need to remind myself that my worth isn't defined by those around me, but by my Savior.
And he thinks I am worth more than all the riches in the world.


Life may be a game, but Jesus is the ultimate way to cheat the system and win.


So while you may be stressing out, or you feel like your life couldn't be any worse, just know that it will pass.
The pain that you may be feeling now, won't always be there.

And if you're in a tough place in your life, take a moment to breath deeply and look around you.

Figure out what aspect of your life is causing you all this pain, and then ask yourself if it is worth fighting for.
If that thing is causing you more pain holding on, than just simply letting go.

But if you know that thing is a good thing, look to the end.

The end where you're happy and at peace.
The end where everything and everyone is in agreement.
The end where you aren't crying over it anymore.


So when you're tired and feel like you best isn't working and you want to give up, remember why and for who you're fighting this hard for.








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