“Dad, guess what?” “I made lunch monitor.” In a world where everyone gets picked and the loudest are chosen there’s the one who always feels they are seldom chosen for the best of jobs. My middle son for a week of his life was chosen to be the lunch monitor. I don’t know if he was more thrilled that he was chosen to do a job not many would want or it was that he was finally picked when all the others are usually chosen because they are the loudest or the teacher needs a break for a moment in time. Thank God for the times when we are chosen and thank God for choosing us even when we are left out or passed over. I love you son!