When All You Want Is a Chance
“Number 17, number 9, number 4,” the master called to a row of black leotards and pink tights. Hearing my number would mean just one thing. I would be a snowflake in the Nutcracker ballet! I held my breath and listened.
My number wasn’t called.
The new snowflakes skipped out of the room where proud mommies greeted them. I lined up in the corner with the remaining ballerinas. Those picked from this batch would play the part of party clown. Not as glamorous as a snowflake, but still included. One by one we cartwheeled across the floor. The girls with the best cartwheels heard their numbers.
My cartwheel didn’t show much promise.
Last chance… The final few returned to the corner, again. Our audition was about to end, but the director still needed to cast the mice. Not as fun as a party clown, but at least I would get to participate, right? He sang the directions in cadence. “Run out into the center and act like a mouse.”
How does a mouse act, anyway?
Without a clue what to do, I followed the other mice wannabes. I scurried, scratched my nose, and wiggled my tail with as much mice-like conviction as I could muster. It just wasn’t enough.
With the final numbers still lingering in the air, my Nutcracker dreams died.
You may have a childhood story similar to mine. The first time we put ourselves in front of others longing to be chosen, we risk rejection. And rejection hits hard.
If only I had an opportunity…
If only the right doors would open…
If only someone would give me a chance…
“Then they prayed, ‘Lord, you know everyone’s heart. Show us which of these two you have chosen’” (Acts 1:24 NIV).
After Jesus ascended into heaven, the apostles faced the difficult task of replacing Judas. They nominated two worthy men, Joseph called Barsabbas and Matthias. Two were named, but only one would be chosen.
The believers prayed and “the lot fell to Matthias” (Acts 1:26).
His number was called.
What did Matthias have that Joseph didn’t? Since Joseph isn’t mentioned again, we can only imagine how he may have felt – inferior, left out, unimportant. We’ve all been in that place, but Jesus’ promise prior to this event speaks volumes to our rejected hearts. “…and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth” (v.8).
When you feel like no one wants to take a chance on you, remember that Jesus risked it all.
Matthias’ selection had nothing to do with preference. God simply predetermined a different place for Joseph. And just like these two men, Jesus risked everything for us, too.
Maybe I wasn’t destined to be a snowflake, a party clown, or even a mouse. But God’s plan is more fabulous than any earthly dream! Whatever rejection we’ve faced, let’s embrace Jesus’ words for us today. He saw our potential and took a chance.