“But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. Once you were not a people, but now you are God’s people; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.” 1 Peter 2:9-10 ESV
Growing up I wasn’t very athletic (I’m still not). I can remember at times standing in the gym when the teacher would assign two team leaders to pick their teams. I was never their first pick, nor their third, nor their tenth pick. I was almost always the last pick. I was the girl no one wanted on their team. They weren’t being cruel. They were right when it came to sports, I wasn’t good and to have me on their team would mean their chances of winning were dramatically less. However, even though that was true, to a child’s heart, I just wanted to be someone’s first pick. I wanted to be chosen, rather than someone they were stuck with.
As I have grown older, I have come to understand that I don’t have to be good at everything, and it is ok to not be chosen for something that is not your area of strength. However, I have not remained someone’s last pick. I am someone’s first pick. I have been chosen. I am not an accident, the left overs, the thing the team is stuck with. I am chosen by the most important team I could ever be a part of. This team is not stuck with me as someone to fill a spot, but they want me and declare how precious I am to them. The enemy would want us to believe that, as with sports, the kingdom had to have left overs too, but let me assure you the kingdom is not stuck with you or me. We have been picked, called, chosen.
Even greater is that we have been chosen for something very specific. To be a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s own possessions to do something that only we can do. We can proclaim the majesty and honor of the King who has taken us from a place of deepest anguish and lostness, into a place of being first pick. Into a place of being wanted, loved, and cherished. We can tell the world of a king who has taken us from being nobodies, to being children of the kingdom. Of being left without hope to being filled with hope and to overflowing with hope.
We have had a complete life change. Whether we feel like it or not does not change the facts. You and I have access to God. We have been chosen to be His own people, to be recipients of mercy. To be called out from the line of shame into the seat of honor. From the darkness to glaring displays of radiant light. What an amazing transformation. I don’t have to understand it to receive it. I just need to respond to the call that speaks my name and declares, “I chose you, come declare that you are on the winning team.”
Many in our world are having an identity crisis. They do not know God, and they do not know who they are. They stand in the line of life just wanting to be called out for purpose and beauty. We have what they need. We have every reason to be grateful. We have been chosen to bear fruit for the Kingdom that will endure. We have been called into the presence of the King of this Kingdom. Not just to look at Him, but to know Him. This is good news. We are not longer the lonely last one standing in a line of mockery, but sons and daughters in the presence of the King.
Today, I am grateful that He takes the last and makes them first. I am thankful that I did not have to be good enough to be chosen, but was chosen because He loves me. What can be greater than that? He picked me simply because He loves me. My heart, my heart must sing.