May 16, 2018
Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you. – John 15:16
When I went from attending a one-room rural school in Minnesota to attending, what seemed to me, a huge city school in Portland, Oregon, I was still quite small. During our PE class, when it came time to choose teams for any game, I was always the last to be chosen. There was one game that I would rather have never played, and that was Prison Ball. It was definitely not my favorite game! It seemed, however, to be the favorite of everyone else in our PE class. I only remember one object of the game: The person who had the ball (which was about the size of a volleyball) threw it as hard as he could at someone else, and if it hit, he claimed that unfortunate victim for his “prisoner.” I was small and scared, and an easy target for the bigger kids.
As far as the other sports went, I could not hit a softball very well, and I was too short for basketball. Most of the time, it was humiliating for me to stand there and wait for my name to be called, only to know that I would be the last chosen—as usual.
There is One, however, Who chose me, and I was not the last to be chosen. Jesus saw me before I was born (Psalm 139:13), He loved me before I even knew Him (Romans 5:8), He chose me before the foundation of the world (Ephesians 1:4). He has chosen each of us, and asks only that we answer His call by first repenting of past sins, and then living in obedience to His Word and proving faithful to the mission He has ordained.
What a wonderful feeling for the Christian to know that he is part of “a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people,” and to declare “the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvelous light” (1 Peter 2:9)! God has chosen us!
Dear Lord, How wonderful it is to know that You have chosen me to be one of Your children. Help me each day to be faithful to Your plan for me. Amen.