Every year around Christmas, Matilda gets a new piece of jewelry. It's sort of like a Pandora bracelet but not really at all similar in terms of beauty or cost.
Even though Tilly hears me say "Get lost" a little too often, I don't really want her to get lost. If she did, I would want her to be found. Since she can't communicate her name and address, the license fills the gap. Licensing fees also pay for the care of those dogs who do get lost.
Since Matilda was a stray herself at one time, a license marks her as my own. In other words, she has a new identity (and name) when I adopted her.
All through the Bible, there are examples of God choosing the least likely of people to do join Him in His plans. These people were often from humble families and they seemed to make an awful lot of mistakes either before or after their really important God Jobs. I mean, when you and I picked the people for our kick ball teams, we pretty much went for the fleet of foot. Not so with God. He has his reasons, and they baffle us.
Until we think about how God sends His own Son to be born of a really innocent young girl, thus potentially messing up her entire future as a Normal Married Woman. And her fiancée? Also baffled, yet honorable. God sent an angel to both of them to try to explain. And apparently it worked because they both got with the program. And through our Savior, Jesus, Immanuel, God was with US. US, the imperfect people who get lost like sheep and fall for hucksters, manipulate others, and don't really do all we can where we can.
Somehow, He picks us out, adopts us into his own through Jesus, and gives us a new identity. Some people wear jewelry to reflect their identity. But it's not required. In God's mysterious way, He knows His own, and loves us.
This Christmas, listen for your heart to be wooed by the All-Loving, Almighty. Jesus, humble Savior, still calls out for His People.