So in religion there is at the beginning often a searching and a choosing, an affirming of that good which one may serve with conviction. And this too is as it should be. But in time we see more. We become aware that our seeking and our choosing is not so self-determined as we had thought, but our response to a Seeker who had already found us. We are come to understand that text: "Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you."
So with marriage we understand more in time. Deeper than the joy of a ‘choosing’ triumphantly fulfilled is the awareness of a need to be met, of a claim acknowledged. Few things are as potent to give meaning to life as the sense of answering a need and fulfilling a responsibility which no one else can meet.
It is wonderful indeed that we can choose and achieve our choice, but still more wonderful that we are chosen.
-- Sue Miller, The Story of My Father, homily by my father for my brother’s wedding
