Chosen

He … called to him those whom he wanted…  I was new at school and like so many other gym classes where the teacher decides who gets to be the captains to choose teams while the rest of us wait to be chosen, this wasn’t any different. Never mind the fact that I was actually pretty good at sports, nobody knew me and they weren’t willing to take the chance. So I sit and wait until close to the end. Apparently, I couldn’t be any worse than the few who were left and finally I am chosen for a team. Yet there were still others behind me waiting to be chosen and I never thought about how they must have felt. Of course on the other hand they may not have really cared. Either way, everyone would eventually be chosen. Sometimes in this life when we do care and when it really matters, it can feel like we are waiting forever to be chosen. We are blessed to serve a God that knows us and has already chosen us – one who waits for us to be ready, and choose to serve God with the gifts already given us.

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3 thoughts on “Chosen

  1. I was always the last to be picked in gym class. It was painful. I think one of the reasons I came to Christ is because He chose me first even before I wanted to be picked and not only that HE VALUED ME. I wasn;t just a place holder on the field of life.

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