Ever hear your kids shout that from across the room or complain that the kids at school threw the big “L” sign against their forehead as they passed by? It makes my skin crawl. I hate name calling. Hate mean kids.
But today I got to thinking….does that have to be a bad thing? Does being a loser have to mean we’re less of a person or not good enough? I don’t think so. In fact, I know I’m a loser and I’m all the better for it.
At the age of I’d say 2, I lost a so-called dad that really didn’t deserve me. Sure glad he left now.
At the age of 11, I lost a dear friend. I learned the value of friendship because of it.
At the age of 19, I lost my first child. It made me appreciate the lives I’ve carried and hold on to forever.
At the age of 23, I lost myself. I found myself down a very dark path and lost my hopes and dreams. I lost my vision for life and my focus on a bright future.
At the age of 30, I lost my sanity (not really..though close.lol) I began drinking, partying and hanging out with “friends.”
At the age of 31, I lost my heart. Gave it completely for the first time. Never looked back.
At the age of 32, I nearly lost my life. Which in turned made me lose the alcohol, the partying and the “friends”. I lost my own will and decided to take up the cross and lose everything else that didn’t matter.
At the age of 35, I lost the foolish notion that I could not change anything with one voice, one life, and one thought.
I was wrong. I’m a BIG LOSER and giving thanks everyday for all the things I’ve lost. Giving thanks everyday for all the things I’ve gained due to my losses.
Being the loser that I am, I know now how precious life is. How important true friends are. How much my kids need me sober and how much they depend on my stability and walk with the Lord. I’ve lost the chains of a past that have haunted my entire life. I’ve lost the anger from being sexually abused and I’ve gained a compassion for broken people.
So, in the Wampler household, being a loser is no longer a bad thing. Anytime I hear someone say, ‘you’re a loser’ I shout a hardy AMEN and ask the ‘condemned’ person to proudly announce the things they’ve lost.
Are you a loser? I bet if you dig hard enough, you’ll find you are and you’re a better person because of it.