“You were in a faraway country, but I reached out to you. I called you from that faraway place. I said, ‘You are my servant.’ I chose you, and I have not rejected you. ” – Isaiah 41:9 ERV
This verse is the story of my life. For so long i didn’t know though and even now, i sometimes need reminders.
These days, i find myself marvelling at how God could take an obscure small town girl raised by an average single parent, insecure, hurt, broken and abused, put all that together and create something and someone beautiful and extraordinary.
I find myself asking why? I couldn’t seem to do anything right. I tried being a good christian for so long but could never obey the rules. I couldn’t settle in. I tried living on the wild side and that didn’t work out either. I never really fit.
Confused, directionless and broken but i was never left alone. He was in there with me. He kept choosing me.
I noticed it in the seemingly little things. The way he orchestrated my life events, the people he’s brought my way who have influenced me, the particular gifts and talents he’s given me and the way he’s created spaces for me to use them.
He’s been choosing me over and over again and he patiently waited until i chose him. No rush. No pressure.
My faith and confidence and security today lies in the simple fact the he chose me. So in moments when i slip and start loosing myself, he reminds me that he’s still choosing me.