2.11.2012

Chosen

The other day at dinner Rachel caught me looking at my engagement ring as I passed food around the dinner table. At that point she told me "Gosh. You stare at that thing all the time." I knew that I looked at it often but I didn't realize other people noticed just how often.

To me my ring is not just a beautiful, sparkly piece of diamond jewelry that I own, but it represents so much more; therefore, I catch myself looking at it all the time. When I look at my ring I am reminded that I have been chosen. It is a symbol of how much Zach loves me and that he chose me over every other girl to be his bride. I wear it as a reminder to myself of the commitment we are preparing to make in June and also as a symbol to everyone who sees my hand that I am Zach's. I belong to him and he belongs to me. He picked me! (If you couldn't tell, I feel so blessed about this fact.)

This reminds me of a piece of Scripture that I spent time memorizing last year:

"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ.
For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight.
In love, he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ,
in accordance with his pleasure and will-
to the praise of his glorious grace which he has freely given us in the One he loves." Ephesians 1:3-6


How awesome is this! He chose us, freely, out of grace, before the beginning of the world! Amen!

Do I catch myself "looking at" Christ loving me and the physical reminders He has given me of that- grace, love, joy- in my life? Do I remind myself of his Holy Spirit living inside of me? Do I surround myself daily, often, consistently with the truths of his word- that the Creator of the world adopted me into His family?

As exciting as it is that my husband-to-be chose me and decided to give me a physical reminder of his love to wear on my finger it is even more exciting to be reminded that I have a Savior who loves me more than Zach ever could!

How sweet are the truths of Jesus.

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