“I likes to be chosed” is a phrase from a delightful talk I heard by Rev. Kay Reed. She was sharing a story about how it feels as a kid waiting to be chosen when teams are being picked. And how wonderful it is to know that we are each chosen by God. I love using this phrase – it feels soooo GOOD.
On March 23rd, our household was chosed. A sweet Australian shepherd came to us. He ran around our house all day. Finally by evening, we fed him. During the next several days, my roommates and I came and went. The dog stayed. I traveled for several days out of state. He was elated to see me when I came home.
Finally, I had time to take him to the vet. He had a microchip. His owner did not want him anymore. He kept running away she said. Too much to handle.
The irony is that this new baby chose to come to us exactly one month after we had to put our beloved Charlie to rest. Charlie was nearly 17 years old. He was the most loyal dog I have ever known. Charlie chosed me too. Charlie was a pup when he was found in the parking lot of Apple Computer after a fierce Texas thunderstorm. He had been cowering under the desk of the woman who found him. Joy said to me, “he won’t let anyone pet him.” I sat down on the floor and Charlie instantly climbed into my lap! That was the beginning of a long, happy time together.
And so I named our new baby Malachi which means “my messenger” or “my angel”. Because I feel like he was sent to us. Since Chi’s arrival, my dachsund, Moco has been lifted out of his depression caused by Charlie’s absence. Our entire household has been amazed by Chi’s sweet disposition and joy. Chi depends on Moco. You see, Chi is deaf. It is heart warming to know that Chi feels safe and secure with us. Check out this video of Moco and Malachi.
The book of Malachi is the last book of the Old Testament and is one of the twelve minor prophets. Malachi 3:17 is prophetic for me, for I likes to be chosed. “They shall be mine, says the Lord of hosts, in the day when I make up my treasured possession, and I will spare them as a man spares his son who serves him.”
How good it is to be a treasured possession of God.