Once I ran away from home. I disappeared without a word for a couple of days. My father searched all over the city for me. He wasn't looking for just any kid who wanted to go home with him. He was looking and calling for me. No one else would do. I was his beloved son, I was the one Dad wanted. Dad wouldn't settle for any kid who happened to come along and say he'd go with Dad. Dad's heart and soul were after me. I was his choice, even though there were plenty of other runaway kids that would have been happy to go to my father's house.

That is the picture of election I want my non-Reformed friends to have. God's choice of us for Himself before the founding of the world is far more awesome than simply a general call to "whosoever will." The will is the part of us that is bound to sin! An unregenerate sinner can no more choose Christ than a male can choose to get pregnant. It simply isn't in him to do so, even if he wished it more than anything. Your heavenly Father chose you - personally, His beloved child. It makes me cry and laugh and love God all the more when I get a glimpse into what election really means. He chose me!