The last one chosen

We are a tricky crowd, and if we can find anything human to lean on, we will lean on it. If we can find anybody to help us short of God, we will hunt everywhere else, and God is usually the last one asked.—A.W. Tozer, Voice of a Prophet, page 115

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When I read this I thought of a bunch of kids on the playground, choosing teams. You remember that, don't you? Always afraid that you would be the last one chosen—or worse yet, not chosen at all and just taken because you had to be...

Why do we treat God that way? As if he were the one you dreaded to have on your team because he's a loser. Rhetorical question in some ways, but still one worth pondering...
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