We All Want to Win at Something

When I began my third year in grade school, I was one of the new kids on the playground at recess time.  Needless to say, the new kids had to go through an approval process.  Did we measure up to the other kids who were more popular or more athletic?  Several days passed in the new school year and I had been chosen last every day during recess to play the daily pick-up game of football.  As it would happen my moment of glory appeared.  I was on the losing side but with the football in hand I dodged and skirted around the really good players on the other team.  Touchdown!  I scored.  I won that day in more ways than just points for my team.  For the first time in a long time I felt as if I had accomplished something.  I felt like I belonged and was no longer an outsider.  From that day forward I was never chosen last again.  We all want to win at something, don’t we?