He came home from school, absolutely elated. Rushing out the story. He’d been chosen as a class representative , special badge and all. In his words, he’d out his name forward to be considered, “but mum, I never get picked, so didn’t think anything would come of it.” Until his name was called out in class that is.
Chosen, selected by the teacher, seen.
I think in many ways we all want and need to know that we’re special, chosen. Seen.
And we are.
Chosen and seen by the Creator of the universe, by God.
God chose us to belong to Christ before the world was created. He chose us to be holy and without blame in his eyes. He loved us.Ephesians 1:4
We are known by God, chosen by God and loved by God.