Chosen.
Chosen by God. We are chosen for the high calling of priestly work. Chosen to be a holy people.
In a way I guess I enjoy doing the work of a priest, and I'm glad there's still use for me even though I don't do it perfectly.
I saw something pretty cool today. It's an unexplainable feeling you get, when you see someone after you to enjoy being chosen to be a holy people. Is it pride? I'm not sure. But it's quite inspiring. Even though all that I've done has probably contributed to not even 1% of it, there's still that pride there. In a good way. My job is done!
Malachi 2:5-10 - Give life and peace
Posted by H T at Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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