Underdog

I don’t know about you but I generally like rooting for the underdog. Not exactly sure why. Maybe it’s because a long-shot is fun to bet on. Maybe it’s because the big bad bully deserves to be taken down. Maybe it’s because I have something against ‘the man.’

Probably, subconsciously and consciously, I see a little of myself in the underdog. Whether it’s parenting, pastoring, or church planting… I look around and see myself as a dwarf among giants. People with much greater skills, resources, power, patience, finesse, abilities, and talent. It’s not that I don’t have any of those things… it’s just that ‘other people’ have more. At least in my mind.

I suppose, it’s really a matter of trust, stamina and perseverance. Do I trust God that He didn’t screw up when He made me? Do I have the stamina to continue to push through and grow in my walk with Him and this world? Will I persevere no matter what is thrown at me? I know the ‘correct’ answer to each of those questions. It’s just the answer is more convincing in my head on some days above other days. Mark 9:24, Immediately the boy's father exclaimed, "I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief !" NIV