He Chose You…

One of the most difficult things we must learn to do in life is to graciously accept things.  For some reason we have been conditioned to refuse compliments and help, or to even question the motives or genuineness of person behind the gesture.  No one just says “thank you” anymore.  A pleasant “you look very nice today” is more often than not met with a “naw…this old thing,” or “I am just a mess.”  But what if it is our imperfections, flaws, quirks that make us worthy?

I am blessed this summer to be employed by the Dakotas United Methodist Camps as a sort of “Jack-of-All-Trades.” I get to serve the campers and counselors this summer by cooking, cleaning, mowing, repairing, and smiling.  Each year the camps follow a common theme to help guide the counselors and the growth during the summer.  This year’s theme is “Jesus Chooses Us.”

Every time I encounter the concept of God “choosing me,” I fall back into the societal norm of denial and bewilderment.  Why would God choose a broken down, dirty, sinful, imperfect, wreck of a person like me?  There are so many better people on this planet…so many more worthy than I of His Grace, affection, and attention.  And I am positive I am not alone in this vein of thinking.  I just can’t believe that someone, anyone, much less The Creator of the Universe would acknowledge me, would recognize, would choose me.

But the very truth of the matter is that each one of us is “fearfully and wonderfully made” (Psalm 139:14).

Psalm 139
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.

As difficult as it is to believe, God not only choose you, He hand-picked you.  You are a custom design, a one-off creation.  You are more rare and precious than any Monet, Picasso, or Rembrandt.  But we walk in a fallen world where, every day we are bombarded by negativity, oppressed by ideas of inadequacy, and submerged in specimens of perceived perfection to the point where we are so convinced of our worthlessness, convicted by our faults that we cannot accept the genuine gifts offered to us.  And all of this prevents us from simply saying “thank you.”  In the end, our own insecurities and self-doubt may be one of the most insurmountable barriers between us and God.  We spend so much time fixating on our flaws, worrying about how we are not worthy, that we miss the entire point behind that a gift really is.  A gift is something transferred from one person to another without the expectation of payment.  A gift is free.  It doesn’t come with a price.  A true gift does not have any strings attached, and for some reason those are the toughest to accept.

Last month I received a gift from and anonymous friend.  I couldn’t believe someone would choose to do something like this for me.  It was extravagant, it was timely, and I was completely powerless to decline it or return it.   It put me in a position where I had no choice but accept the gift without question, complaint, appeal, or denial.  At first I wanted to track down this person.  I wanted to protest that the gift was too nice, too expensive.  But as I sat there looking at the gift and the accompanying note it occurred to me that there was just something pure that I didn’t want to sully with my own prideful quest.  That in giving the gift in the manner they did, my friend put me in a position where I had to accept it…no questions asked.  There was only one thing I could do…

Our Lord God, our Holy Savior Jesus has given us the most precious of gifts.  They have done it in a way that is simply impossible not to accept.  There is not way we can repay Them.  There is no gesture we can make, no duty we can perform, there is not enough money ever.  And like the truest of gifts, our gift was given with no expectation of anything in return.  God doesn’t expect perfection.  He sees beauty in our flaws.  You see…HE CHOSE US because HE MADE US.  HE CHOSE US because HE LOVES US.

” I still can’t believe/that the same voice that spoke of the stars in the space/says it loves me/and it made me nothing less than what I’m meant to be” (Foolish Things).

May we recognize the gifts in our lives.  May we be accepting of those gift.  May we recognize the power of those gifts.  And may we be grateful…

Thank you…

One Love
One God
One Way



~ by archangel66 on June 27, 2012.

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