“You did not choose me, but I chose you” John 15:16
As a girl I was not athletic and not competitive. I hated recess and organized team games. The captains did not choose me. I was the final one left who joined by default. It was humiliating.
As an adult Christ follower in her late thirties, I thought I belonged to His team because I chose Him and He was too loving and too good to cast me out. Intellectually, I knew this idea was false and opposed to Scripture. I didn’t want to admit I believed a lie. Yet my heart was unable to embrace the truth.
A friend and I often met during those years for prayer. God showed up and did some amazing things in my life. One day as we waited quietly before the Lord, I saw myself as a little girl standing on my elementary school playground where teams had been chosen. I looked rather sad and lonely. Then I saw Jesus come. He knelt down in front of me, eye to eye, and fixed me in His loving gaze. He firmly said, “You did NOT choose me. I CHOSE You.”
I wept as I looked into my Savior’s heart and finally believed He had wanted me – that He chose me. I also repented of believing that I had ever drawn near to Him without His having first called me.
God began a new work of healing in me that day.
Lord Jesus, thank You for choosing me. It is still a wonder I can’t quite comprehend, but I believe it. I really believe it.