Pick Me!

tree saga part 3 continued

Picking out plants for our new front yard is tough! Oh sure, I have a plan but when I go to the nursery I hear tiny voices saying, "Pick me! Pick me!" It's especially tough since I have a specific color scheme in mind but the pinks and yellows are saying, "Me too!" I've mentally chosen and discarded dozens if not hundreds of plant choices. I've picked up and put down enough potted plants to forgo weight training this week. Gotta stick to the plan.

I'm so thankful that the Lord sticks to His plan. He wants us all. He doesn't carefully study the literature to see which model human he prefers in His holy garden. He takes all colors, all shapes, all sizes, all personalities, all backgrounds, all professions. There is one simple catch, however.

What He asks in return is that we want Him back. We choose Him back, acknowledging that He chose us first. We ask for His forgiveness for our ungodly behavior, acknowledging that His Son already died to covered those sins. We ask Him to be the Lord of our life, acknowledging that He was already our Maker.

Pick me!