Pick Me, Pick Me!

Young Boy at School Raising His Hand to Answer in Class


My adorable 16-year-old will raise her hand at the kitchen table and say, “Pick me, pick me!” so she can say something. Yeah, she’s cute.


I often want God to pick me, pick me, when He has a task that needs doing. Something exciting! He has done that many times, now. He’s just given me a big project to work on (details later)… that thrills heart! But I seem to be slow off the starting blocks. I’m a little afraid it won’t pan out. (God’s the one who’s given it–why should I be afraid??)


Our church gathered together years ago to share a word or a song or something God had given us. A song came to mind but I was still too shy to just sing out so I didn’t do it. A moment later, our lovely worship leader Deb sang the same song. I was shocked and had a moment with the Lord right then and there. I knew He had given me a song to contribute and I declined. So He gave it to someone else.


That lesson has stayed with me. He is happy to let me play a part. He will also accomplish His work. If I decline, He will pick someone else. Oh Lord, I must move on this current project. My heart would break if I dragged my feet and You picked someone else.


I would love to hear what God has picked you to do, large or small. Meanwhile, I’ve got to go… I’ve got a job to do.


“When you come together, each one has a hymn, a lesson, a revelation, a tongue, or an interpretation. Let all things be done for building up.” 1 Corinthians 14:26


“For it is God who is at work in you, both to will and to work for His good pleasure.” Philippians 2:13



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Published on March 21, 2013 07:25
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