Whenever the subject of "called" and the "chosen" comes up, I find myself thinking like a little school child. I want to wave my arms in the air and call out to God "Choose me, please choose me!" Silly, I know. But logically I know know the thought is stupid. I've done nothing to deserve being chosen. I have known of real heros so much more deserving. I do believe I am called by Him. He granted me the eyes and ears. I am blessed beyond measure. Still, despite loving God with all my heart, I sin. I've grown to the point I recognize sin (I think) and sincerely regret my un-Christlike ways. How difficult it is to love all of mankind. I don't know where to draw the line between being kind to someone in need and someone with a well-practiced tale of woe who will use you until you have nothing left and then move on to the next victim.
Christ, Himself, didn't concentrate on the powerful and affluent. He walked among the common folk, the sick and the hopeless and helpless. But He was no fool. (this story is actually funny now) I recall a apparently healthy young man coming to my gate and saying he was hungry. Did I have a few pesos to spare for a hungry man? Feeling wise and benevolent, I suggested he sweep my sidewalk outside my wall for enough for a meal. He appeared shocked. I handed him a broom which he took and then turned and ran, carrying my broom with him. Perhaps he could sell the broom for enough to eat. What would Jesus have done? Well, so much for me finding goodness in my heart. My brain overflowed with sinful thoughts. So, no, I'm not among the chosen. But still I believe I have the capacity to be of some small value and I must remain comfortable with that. My question here is really, is being called but not chosen really so shameful? Should we try throughout our life, even knowing it's a losing battle, and remain faithful and grateful for what we are given, even though it isn't the ultimate prize? God's will be done.
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