Chosen

He wants to be chosen. He wants to be seen, He wants to be picked.

He wants to be our first priority.

We want to be our partner’s First priority.

And we respect the one who doesn’t choose us. We let them go their own way.

Why would God want anything different?

If He knows a different way will lead to death, Why

would He not warn us?

But he did.

He gave us that warning.

and we are judged by what we know,

by what we have heard,

We are judged

and what we have written on our hearts, we are judged.

we know,

but we choose not to listen

God who knows and reaches

God of every galaxy, who made them

knows them,

God of every star who knows them all by name

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God who knows how many hairs are on my head,

who knows every foolish stupid decision

I have ever made and still loves me,

still wants what is best for me, wants to give me good things

but also does not want to leave me in the mess that I’m in.

He does not want to

leave

me

at all

He gives me every chance, every opportunity

to change

to turn to Him

to reach for Him

to listen for Him

to listen

to Him.