When Jesus began His ministry, he chose twelve disciples to follow Him and to train them to be His apostles.  He chose which towns to visit and which homes to stay in.  He chose which people to heal and to touch.  He had a purpose.  He had a plan.  He still does.  He still chooses who will follow Him.  He still calls His sheep by name.  Good thing, too.  Because if His choice was based on me rather than Him, I wouldn’t have made the team.  I wouldn’t have even wanted to play.