When I was a kid I ran away from home once. I was gone for nearly two days, and my father looked all over town for me.

He wasn't just looking for any old kid that might be willing to go home with him. He was after me, specifically. A lot of hungry, homeless kids would have been happy to go to my father's house for the food and shelter, safety and security it offered. But my father knew me and sought me until he found me.

That is the picture of predestination that the Bible paints. That's why it's such an awesome and precious truth!

-Robin