Being a ~35 or younger Cowboys fan is pretty brutal because you’re simultaneously viewed as a bandwagon frontrunner and you’ve also literally never seen your team even make the NFC Championship
I’m thankful that God’s love for me doesn’t depend on my performance. That my value is found in who I am to Him, not in what I do.
“Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure. So we praise God for the glorious grace he has poured out on us who belong to his dear Son. He is so rich in kindness and grace that he purchased our freedom with the blood of his Son and forgave our sins.”
Ephesians 1:4-7