Selective Enrollment...

I know this my be a weird topic for a wives' blog post, but just roll with me for a while.
One of my daughters is going through the process of applying for high schools. She will be graduating from 8th grade in the spring. One of the many tasks that she must complete before graduating is taking a selective enrollment test. This test consists of a variety of subjects, to evaluate if she has successfully learned what she needs to function in high school. Her score will determine whether or not she will be accepted into "selective enrollment" schools.
These schools don't just accept anyone; they get to pick the students that they feel would both benefit and be welcomed additions to their student body.
Let me hurry and get to the point.
My husband held the reputation as ladies' man while he was single. He dated a lot, flirted a lot and was pursued regularly by women of all kinds. He had his pick of many, but he chose me. Why? Because I'm the best of the best as far as he's concerned.

1 Samuel 16:10-13
"In the same way all seven of Jesse’s sons were presented to Samuel.

But Samuel said to Jesse, “The Lord has not chosen any of these.”

Then Samuel asked, “Are these all the sons you have?”

“There is still the youngest,” Jesse replied.

“But he’s out in the fields watching the sheep and goats.”

“Send for him at once,” Samuel said.

“We will not sit down to eat until he arrives.”

So Jesse sent for him. He was dark and handsome, with beautiful eyes.

And the Lord said, “This is the one; anoint him.”

So as David stood there among his brothers,

Samuel took the flask of olive oil he had brought and anointed David with the oil.

And the Spirit of the Lord came powerfully upon David from that day on..."

The prophet Samuel knew what he was looking for when he approached Jesse about his sons. He was given instructions and he intended to follow them. After all, this was the king he was looking for. No room to play around. So when Jesse showed him the sons that he thought were appropriate, Samuel knew they were all wrong.
In my opinion, I am very attractive, however I am also woman enough to admit when another woman is beautiful. Some of the women that my husband had to choose from before God revealed me were beautiful indeed. They were smaller, more shapely, and attractive.
But they are not be, so they were declined.
What's my point? Don't worry about who else may be trying to be seen. You passed the selective enrollment and your husband belongs to you and you to him. Even if you had quite a starting line-up yourself, those players are irrelevant. You have all you need on your team in your husband. What you Amy feel you don't have, ask God to provide. Your husband doesn't need a side chick and neither do you. What we need is to focus on our own grass and stop worrying about what's going on on the other side of the fence.
So stop worrying. You were selected and your seat is secure. Carry yourself like the winner that you are...