Called not Counted

I read today in Romans chapter 9 where Paul wrote that God doesn’t count us but He calls us.  That might not seem like a big deal to you, but to me it’s great to know that God called me.  You have to know somebody’s name in order to call them.  You have to call their name. God knows my name!  He knows that my mom named me Craig.  I’m not just “pastor number 1,365,432”, He knows my name.  That helps me get through difficult times knowing that God knows who I am, and he knows my hurts, my pains, and my joys.  He called me, he doesn’t count me.

No matter what I’m going through today, which is actually more than I think I can handle sometimes, God knows where I am and he cares.  He genuinely knows where I am and how am doing, because he’s the one who called me, by name.  Nope, today I am more than a number.  I am more than just another person in the sea of humanity, my creator knows me by name.

Don’t you always feel good when you go some where and the person in charge or a bigwig calls you by name?  Wouldn’t it be cool if you went to like a Foo Fighters concert and in front of thousands of people the lead singer said, “I just wanna give a shout out to my good friend ____________ (place your name in the blank).”  Yea that would be awesome.

Well, I know that today the creator of all is calling us by name and saying, “Yea I wanna give a shout out to _______________ (Your name on the blank).  I know they are having a bad day and a rough time of it right now, but they are on my mind and on my heart and so I wanna just give them a shout out in front of all of creation and say that you are a champion!  Keep fighting.  Don’t stop!  The battle stinks but the victory is sweet!”

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