Do you know what it's like to be chosen? Does it make you feel good, like your life counts to someone? Think back to your grade school days. Maybe one of your teachers wanted volunteers from the class to help with something or even be in a play. The teacher asks for a raise of hands, and they shoot up; maybe accompanied by, "Me, me, pick me!"

As I think back to being chosen I remember being chosen in Jr. High to be on the school "Safety Patrol." I was excited. Being on the school Safety Patrol involved two things. First of all being a hall and stairway monitor when the kids were out and abo...