“So the last shall be first, and the first last, for many are called and few are chosen.” (Matthew 20:16, Young’s Literal Translation)
I’ve always wanted to be chosen.
I was usually chosen-chosen last.
When the class picked teams for PE in elementary school, being slow and uncoordinated prevented me from being top pick for dodge ball.
I was shy and quiet in school. This did not make me prime friend material, either. People just didn’t understand the awesomeness I was hiding behind my shy exterior.
And boys? Well, they liked the girls who flirted with them and talked a lot.
What I didn’t realize, like most young people, was that my self-worth wasn’t tied up in what others thought of me.
The need to be chosen and seen by those around me eventually led me into situations that now I wish had never happened...
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