Chapter #2 – You don’t mean me, do you?

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Being chosen is fun unless you’re the last one picked.

Red Rover, Red Rover, let Suzie come over. 

I was fast but skinny. I zipped across the yard and then dangled over the arms of my opponents like a sock monkey.

I rarely broke the barrier, which meant that sometimes (okay, most times) I was picked last.

So, you grow out of that, right?

Fast forward to a small junior college. I found out a couple of weeks before the semester began that I had a tuition scholarship. I was on my own and this meant that I had a place to stay. I’d need to work a couple of jobs to pay room and board, but I could do it!

The junior college sat in a rural area surrounded by corn fields and soybeans. This city girl had little knowledge of those things or the country boys that were taking classes like Ag and Animal Science (though I later fell in love with one of them).

PE class was mandatory that first year.

It didn’t take long to see that it was Red Rover, Red Rover all over again.

The girls in the gym pounded the basketball like it was glued to their hand. They flew across the court, pausing with perfect form to shoot a lay up or a three pointer.

I went to a city school where 565 people graduated my senior year. Girls like me didn’t play basketball. Only the elite athletes got to sit on the bench. Though I liked to cheer on the game, I had never, ever been in a game, not even a pick-up game.

The college PE teacher blew her whistle and gave me a gentle shove onto the floor. I protested the whole time I skidded on the wood floor.

I’ve never played.


I don’t know how to hit the hoop. I don’t know how to catch a pass. I don’t know how to handle the ball. 

Shouldn’t there be like a pre-course on this or something?

The reality is that the majority of those attending the small agricultural college had played basketball for most of their lives. Even if they weren’t on the team, they played with friends or they learned the basics in middle school PE.

I could swim. I was great at track. I was okay at baseball.

But I didn’t have a clue how to hang with the girls who were guarding each other, fouling, and swishing the net with three pointers. It didn’t take long for the coach to see that I was pretty worthless for my team. She pulled me out before I hurt anyone or myself, and put me on the bench.

Afterwards she pulled me to the side.

You signed up for PE, right?

I did. They said it was mandatory. 

You’ve never played basketball?

No, but is there another option? Maybe track?


I didn’t go back. I didn’t withdraw from the class either. I took an I, which turned into an F.

I wish I could say that I did something wiser than that, but I was 17 years old and I just avoided it all together. If I had shown up and sat on the bench, at least I would have received a C.

Sometimes life can feel like the Red Rover game, or that you’re trying to shoot a three pointer when you don’t have a clue how to even position the ball.

We feel like we’re last. Or that we’re the worst.

Or that everybody else has it together and somehow is a better choice, even in matters of faith.

Yet this is the truth.

God knows our strengths. He knows that we are pretty clueless in some things.

He chooses us anyway.


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Let’s talk about the invitation

What I should have said that day was, “Yes, I’m really bad at playing basketball, but I’m pretty good with words and that’s why I’m an English major.”

Yet there’s another dynamic just as important. I could have also stepped back to admire and learn from the girls who were really great at basketball.

I didn’t. 

I hid. I left that day and never came back.

I may not have made a team, but I could encourage from the bench. I might have learned how to take it to the hole, or how to shoot an alley-oop. At best I could have honed my game of H-O-R-S-E.

When I felt the Lord asking me to follow him in ministry, I was just as unschooled as I was that day on the basketball court.

I had dreams. I could sling words together. I loved people.

I could also list all the things I wasn’t good at, or what seemed like weaknesses. Those early years in ministry were not wasted. They taught me.

Ministry isn’t confined to writing books or preaching or teaching a Sunday school class. It’s ministering to your neighbor or a friend, or that child in your arms. It’s prayer. It’s writing a card to someone who has experienced loss or showing up on a single mom’s doorstep with a hot meal and an offer to watch her kids for an hour or two.

We are all chosen to seek God and love people, and there’s no grade given. There’s no one who is last, or least. Instead, we get to walk with Jesus and discover all that he desires to teach us, as we grow in our faith and in our understanding of the beauty of being chosen.


Let’s begin today’s study

  • Read Chapter 2
  • Watch the video
  • Begin your discussion (or journal) with the discussion prompt.
  • Answer or discuss the questions at the end of the chapter.

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I’m Suzie Eller. I love caramel apples and my favorite combo of almost anything is sweet and salty, whether that’s food or my friends.

I live in beautiful NW Arkansas and am part of an amazing ministry called Proverbs 31 Ministries located in North Carolina. I write a lot of words and am usually wearing yoga pants while writing them.

I have three grown children and some amazing in-law children as well as six grand babies under the age if six — 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 and 8 months. It’s a lot like having kittens. They are cute. They like to pile on top of me, and they can also be a little wild. Christmas is crazy and loud and good. [Read more…]

Chapter #1 – But if you say so

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But if you say so

I was in the first few weeks of stepping into the book of Luke as the 13th disciple.

Wait. Let’s pause. 

That sounds odd, right? [Read more…]

Just one more day until the #ComeWithMe study

1 more day until #comewithme by Suzanne Eller releases!


rachelle craigRachelle Craig is a Come With Me study leader. Today she shares her hopes of what might happen in our world and in the church as believers begin to follow Jesus wherever He leads.

I love her heart, and if you’ve been following this blog recently you know it’s my heart as well. ~ Suzie Eller



I knew from page one I was in for something great!

I felt like Suzie was sitting right across from you, talking like she was my best friend. So you can imagine my excitement when she announced there would be a Bible Study this summer and asking for volunteers to lead small groups on Facebook. [Read more…]

2 more days until #ComeWithMe study: I don’t want to hold back



LoriLori Schumaker is a Come With Me study leader. This #livefree girl is not just beautiful on the outside, but she’s just as gorgeous in her love for Jesus.

It’s evident that she wants nothing more than to run after Him, but that’s scary sometimes. Maybe Jesus will lead you on a difficult path, or one that you don’t think you’re ready to walk.

I love her honesty in today’s post. I think it will resonate with many of us. ~ Suzie


Have you ever thought “not me?!”

I’m not qualified.

That’s too intimidating!

What would others think?

As those whispers intently pursue my spirit, there is another more adamant than the rest. [Read more…]

3 more days until #ComeWithMe study: Looking for a sign?

3 more days until #comewithme by Suzanne Eller releases!


crystalCrystal Hornback is in full-time ministry, a mom of three, and a fabulous blogger. She’s also one of the Come With Me study leaders.

Sometimes Jesus’ invitation is to pause and embrace His words just for you.

This is Crystal’s #ComeWithMe story.  ~ Suzie

Will You Come?

It captured me when I least expected it, even though moments before I had been asking (more like begging) for it.

The Come With Me retreat was going more flawlessly than I could have imagined. God was moving… powerfully.

Women were hearing Him… loudly.

Will you come?

Will you follow where I lead?

I served on the sidelines, waving my arms every so often, “Hellooooo, Lord! I have already said Yes… I will follow… just tell me where!” I was only a few chapters into Come With Me, but nearly every word of every page had resonated.

My soul was stirring. “Yes, Lord! YES!” [Read more…]

4 days until #ComeWithMe study: Are you wrestling or resting in your faith?

4 more days until #comewithme by Suzanne Eller releases!


I was wrestling

Wrestling with how complicated my faith seemed.

Wrestling with what was cultural versus what was Jesus-led.

Wrestling with how much I love this beautiful gift of ministry versus how pulled I was in so many directions.

Tell me I’m not the only one. [Read more…]

How can I pray for you?



Sometimes you just have to slow down.

Today I want to hear your questions. I want to know more about you and your group. If you are in a group or church study, wave your hand. I just might get to Skype in or FaceTime with you!

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