Thoughts on Being Chosen....and Chivalry

We long to feel chosen. To be known.

This is something we were discussing in our Bible Study yesterday. It's something, as women, we want to feel. We long to be seen.

Really seen.

We discussed that when we were growing up, we longed to be picked for different sports teams...we longed to be chosen to go to prom. We could all share some horror stories about NOT being chosen. Not feeling special enough to be picked. Atleast that's what we told ourselves. Maybe you didn't, but i most certainly did.

I had an experience recently--very recently--that made me think about this whole concept of being chosen. It has to do with chivalry. It has to do with what we, as women, should put up with and what we shouldn't. It's about a date. And believe you me--I have enough bad date stories to last me the rest of my life, but this isn't the point. The point is--i had a good date. It was a blind date. Good---scratch that--decent conversation for a first date. But there are three things that add up to a red flag for me when processing the whole thing. (Dear Lord, please don't let him find this blog. On second thought, maybe it would do him some good.) So this is what happened....

First, when he called and left a voicemail to ask me out, he said "i'm just now getting around to calling you." How charming. Really. But i put it out of my mind and went with it. Then. After the date, we were leaving the scene and i asked where he parked. He told me and then asked where i parked. I said "about a block down that way," to which he responded with "OK. I'll walk you part of the way down there." Did he really just say 'part' of the way? Great. And without a doubt, he did only walk me part of the way. Thanks. My guy friends do better than that. And the third thing....i went out on a limb and texted him to thank him for coming to meet me. No text back. OK well that's pretty clear, Susan, he must not be feelin' this. But the next MORNING he texts back with "Sorry, i was driving when i got your text, and forgot to text you back." Forgot.

Forgotten.

Ugh.

So. Needless to say, there will not be a second date. If you are treating me with such thoughtlessness already, that does not bode well for you. Thanks, but no thanks. I want more.

Is chivalry dead? Nope. I don't believe so. It just doesn't make an appearance in my life on any sort of consistent basis....or does it?

I serve a God that sees me. Really sees me. He knows me. He chooses ME. And there's nothing i have to DO to earn this love. He gives it so freely. Peace. I knew you before i formed you in your mother's womb...before you were born, I set you apart. Jeremiah 1:5.

So, today i'll soak in these words. He chooses me. Loves me. For exactly who i am. Right where i am. Right this minute. And though i long for that kind of love in an earthly form, He's enough. And so am I.