"we're gonna win.."

The doorbell rang just past 5:30. Again, and again. I heard the door swing open and a familiar voice started to speak. I walked out of my room to peer around the corner to find his reflection in the glass pane of the picture frame. Uncle Donald. Great Uncle Donald. In his hands he held his mail, his trembling hands shaking uncontrollably. He walked up to Grandpa sitting at the counter eating his chicken noodle soup and told him that he looked real good, as good as he could get. Above the rustling of his mail in his shaking hand I listened closely to his words. "We're gonna win. I don't know what we're gonna win at but we'll win." 

He stood there talking for a little bit longer to decide to leave once again. As he walked out the door he quietly spoke to Grandpa, "Hang in there buddy, you're the only thing that's got me still going." The words of an older brother to his younger brother. The love lingering from what he had to say. 

We are all winning. Yeah, life is hard. There are temporal trials that we have to deal with each day. We become stressed, anxious, impatient, and maybe even cry a time or two. The truth of the matter is that we are winners. We are blessed that we have a Savior who died for our sins. He allowed us to come to earth through His atoning sacrifice. We have bodies. We get to experience sorrows so that our joyous times will mean even more to us. Grandpa, we'll always win. We get to be together as a family for eternity--with that being said, we can never lose.