The word “favorite” conjures up delicious images of mangos, chocolate mint ice cream, dark roast coffee, mozzarella pizza with fresh basil, the color pink, and the deep azure water of my favorite beach.
When my brothers and I were kids, we’d ask Mom and Dad, “Which kid is your favorite?” As if having a favorite kid were like having a favorite ice cream flavor. Mom and Dad always maintained that they loved each one of us equally, but we kept asking. We clamored to know which one of us my parents loved best. When my kids were little, they asked my husband and me the same thing: “Which one’s your favorite?”
Down inside, we all long to be someone’s favorite.
That’s part of the magic of falling in love and getting married. We dream that someone will treasure us and love us no matter what. That’s part of the magic of having a best friend. We long to know we’re chosen.
The world whispers an old lie that we’re no one’s favorite: Not worth much, nothing special, a real mess, in fact.
But there’s good news if we’ll listen:
We’re God’s Favorites.
We’re His favorite sons and daughters. “He loves each of us as if there were only one of us.” If you’d been the only person on earth, God would have sent Jesus to die for you. Just for you. God lavished His love on you when He sent Jesus to the cross. He’s chosen you to be His own special treasure.
You are Prized and Precious.
You’re His Masterpiece.
You’re the Treasure He delights in.
You’re the Apple of His Eye, hidden in the shadow of His wings.
And that’s a safe, secure place to be, don’t you think? No matter what the day brings, we can rest in knowing we’re God’s favorites.
Now it’s your turn: What are some of your favorites?