“Brothers, think of what you were when you were called.” ~1 Corinthians 1:26
They were nobodies.
It’s like choosing the slowest, smallest, weakest, most uncoordinated kid first for your playground kick-ball team. It doesn’t make any sense.
But, praise God, he chooses the foolish. He chooses the weak. He chooses the lowly and despised.
And that drives home on a daily—no, hourly!—basis that it’s never about me. It’s never about us. We are weak and foolish and insignificant.
It’s always about our God who chooses the weak and foolish and insignificant (me, us) and fulfills his Word and his mission in us.