Favored One

This morning in my conversation with God, I was discussing the fact that Mary was the “favored one” and the picture of an employer sitting behind a desk came to mind. Before him sits 7 or 8 resumes all vying for one position where each has the same background and qualifications, which one does he choose, which one does he favor? It wasn’t that God thought Mary was perfect, head and shoulders above all the rest, He simply chose her. Then in the course of my discussion He told me something I kind of had lost sight of. “Mike, I chose you too.” “Yeah, I know” I responded rather flippantly unfortunately. “I don’t think your grasping what I’m saying Mike, I had the choice of you or to offer My Son to pay the penalty for your sin and I favored you. I chose to allow Him to be bruised ….and it made me happy. It made me happy to bruise Him Mike, because by doing that it gave Me the opportunity to spend this time and all eternity with you.” The thought of it bringing a smile to His face to see His Son pinned to a piece of wood, bloody, beaten beyond recognition just so He could have an unhindered relationship with me doesn’t make sense to me, but I’m thankful it does to Him.