God’s Favorite Person

Have you ever wondered who God’s favorite person is? I mean, surely He must like some people better than others, and who would have a stronger case for saying this person or that person is the most outstanding person He ever created?

Look at Dr. Billy Graham. Mother Teresa. Any number of the Catholic saints that even Protestants and Evangelicals recognize as outstanding Christians. Or go even further back. What about one of the disciples? The Bible says that John was Jesus’s best earthly friend. Wouldn’t God the Father feel the same way?

Or one of the apostles who took Christianity to the world? Saul who became Paul after his conversion would seem a likely candidate, one made all the more likable because he boasted of his human weaknesses and his strength in Christ.

I learned an interested bit of theology from a Ted Dekker book I found on sale one time. If I recall correctly, however, it wasn’t one of his supernatural best sellers.

In that book, a discussion arose about who God’s favorite person was. And the suggested answer puts all of the suggestions above to shame. Or at least makes them seem irrelevant.

I’m God’s favorite person. So are you. So is your next-door neighbor and each of the poor starving children living on the other side of the world. God loves us all equally. That makes sense to me.

But the idea that God loves us equally has a horrifying corollary. He loved Hitler and Stalin just as much as He loves you and me. How unfair is that? Those men were horrible. They murdered millions of innocent people. How could He possibly love them–and love them as much as He loves me?

Let’s bring it a little closer to home, though. Those two men–and many others like them–are long dead and gone.

But what about the person who’s competing with you for a promotion? Or the one who criticizes everything you do and makes your life miserable? On and on the list could go.


Loving us equally doesn’t mean God approves of anyone’s unrighteousness–and every single human being is unrighteous because Adam and Eve misused free will to sin, and that introduced death into the picture from that time forward.

I believe God wants to give each of us an equal chance at redemption–at becoming His approved children through faith in His Son, Jesus Christ, and the sacrifice He made to keep God from holding our sins–our unrighteousness–against us.

Do you believe that? Have you accepted God’s gift of eternal life, along with a life that’s far more meaningful than a non-believer can imagine?


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“I Can’t Get No Satisfaction”–Or Can I?

“I can’t get no satisfaction…”

I couldn’t remember the rest of the words to that Rolling Stones song when I started writing this post, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to. That song has always bothered me–musically, lyrically, and theologically. Or should I say it’s “left me dissatisfied”?

Practically everyone in the Western world strives for success and satisfaction. It’s human nature, and those two things seem to go hand-in-hand. People want to succeed–in their jobs and in their marriages. In athletics and in rearing successful children. In practically anything and everything.

And along with that often comes the quest for more money, more power, more recognition. More whatever.

And all to make them feel satisfied. To fill that empty spot inside that makes them feel important. To keep them from feeling like they’re no better than–no different from–everyone else.

At sixty-eight I’ve decided that being “no better than” others isn’t all that terrible. I’ve had my successes and I’ve had my failures, including some I still struggle with.  Yet I’m satisfied overall.

I’m reminded of something I read in a Ted Decker book. One character claimed that he was God’s favorite person. Then he pointed out that the person he was talking to was God’s favorite, too. His point was that God loves everyone equally, no matter how good or bad they are, no matter how successful or unsuccessful–as the world views success.

Sure, I’d love for my books to sell millions of copies. Earning an appreciable amount of money from those sales would be nice. And how thrilled I’d be if some well-known musician discovered one of my songs and made it famous. But I’m satisfied without those things ever happening.

You see, my satisfaction isn’t based on success. If it were, I’d probably be the one singing, “I can’t get no satisfaction.”

My satisfaction doesn’t come from comparing myself with others, but with knowing how worthwhile I am in God’s sight. Yes, I want to please Him. I want Him to be proud of me. But He loves me all He can just because I’m me. Not because of the feeble best I can ever do. What more could I ask for?

I finally gave in to my curiosity, by the way. I put my seldom-played Rolling Stones CD in the stereo and listened to “Satisfaction.” The only words I could understand were the refrain. I’m satisfied that my dislike of that song is well founded.

What are your thoughts about success, satisfaction, and/or the Rolling Stones? Please leave a comment.


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