“You did not choose Me, but I chose you, and appointed you that you would go and bear fruit, and that your fruit would remain: so that whatever ye shall ask of the Father in My name He may give it to you.”- John 15:16
You ever remember the time in elementary school at PE when teams were being picked for dodgeball or kickball? Do you remember wanting to be chosen first as not to be thought as a poor player or loser? I remember wanting to be picked first. If not first, at least in the top 5. I would be so disappointed if I wasn’t. I would think am I not good enough or why doesn’t he/she like me. It was tough being a kid in the sense of wanting to be accepted by my peers or validated by them. Yes, I was saved and knew who God was, but I wasn’t spiritually mature to understand the entire process.
As I have matured spiritually, I learned a valuable lesson. I have already been picked and validated. In getting saved I thought I accepted Jesus into my heart, to be my Savior. But in reality, He picked me! He looked at me before I was formed in my mother’s womb and said that one right over there is mine. I want her on my team. As women at some point we struggle with our identity as far as, am I pretty, I need to lose weight, or why can’t I seem to get anything right. But in the struggle, we lose sight of WHOSE we are and WHO picked us. God didn’t pick me based on my appearance nor my intelligence. He picked me because He wanted me on His team. On His team, I know the outcome of every game. It’s victory as long as I am willing to play through the entire game. How did I miss it all this time, that society can’t validate me nor sustain me. Thanking God right now for PICKING ME! I thought I had just picked Him, but to know He picked me first lets me know I am so very valuable to Him and that I am important.