Chosen...

One thing I have come to realize, as the sugar coating has been pulled away: In my marriage, I was never "chosen". Oh, sure, yes, I thought I had been - he did come back, after all. After we'd "broken up for good", he came back, proposed and we got married. But, I hadn't truly been 'chosen'.

That concept rattled around my brain for a bit as I walked. I wonder sometimes what lies in my future... It used to bother me, and I'd wonder why... not so much anymore.

Now, I realize, I HAVE been chosen....and if Christ Jesus is the only one, in my whole life, who ever chooses me.... I'm good with that.