Victory or defeat....this time of year life boils down to one of those two ultimate outcomes every week on the football field. The feeling of victory is an ultimate sort of "high" and the feeling of defeat is an ultimate sort of "low". It's interesting that the result can turn on something as small as a field goal kicker's execution of one kick at the end of a close game. As fans, we have relatively little to do with that field goal kicker (apart from our hoarse cheers). But the result of that kick will drive us up or down the emotional scale and make us feel that, either we have just invested three hours on a beautiful afternoon wisely or poorly. After a victory we actually feel more joyful...and life seems a little brighter, at least until the next Saturday afternoon. But how much greater is the Victory Jesus won for us on that grim day outside the walls of Jerusalem two thousand years ago. It appeared that our hero was going down to defeat and, with Him, our hopes for salvation. After all, they had captured Him, beaten Him, sentenced Him and nailed Him to a cross to die. But He turned defeat into victory when, in an overtime that was unexpected by His opponent, He defeated Death. There wasn't much of a crowd to watch this victory, but we've been celebrating the victory ever since. And we continue to cheer the Victor every Sunday (and often in between).
1 Corinthians 15:57 But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
blessings and cheers for the One who Won the Victory for us,