Like everyone, I have favorites. Favorite flowers (I’m looking at you wisteria and peonies!), views, food, and songs. We all have our favorites. And we all want to BE somebody’s favorite person. To know you are someone’s unique, called-out, favorite person is a delicious feeling.

And the disciples fought over who would be the favorite of Jesus—right in the middle of the Last Supper!

Two thousand years later we smirk at their immaturity and foolishness. But we are the same. Or at least, I am!

I talk about how a Bible study wanted me to be a small group leader. Was my first thought how I could serve God? Nope. I wanted to be in the inner circle.

That was sobering. How could I be so selfish? How could I be so small-minded?

We all want to be on "the favorites" list. But the good news is, we already are!!!