Predestined Pumpkins?

I hope she doesn't mind, but I snagged a quote from a post on my friend's new blog. I think it is a beautiful image of some ideas that she seems to be working through on the doctrines of grace.

I enjoy going out to the deep of the [pumpkin] patch, to the center where people have not traveled yet, and allowing my eyes to wander from pumpkin to pumpkin wondering which one will find a home with me. Is this an analogy for the Father? Does he wonder, or does he already know which of us pumpkins will find a home in Him? I believe that touches on some deeper Calivinistic tendencies that I don't have the time to dissect currently. But I like the idea of me on a vine, ripening, certainly not the perfect shaped or colored pumpkin, perhaps I'm still green. The Father comes to me and says, Yes, you are perfect for my home, and takes me back with him. That's peaceful. That's why I love the farm.

This is great. I believe, however, that the image that God has given us through Scripture is not so much one of Him already knowing which pumpkins He is going to choose when He arrives at the patch... but, rather, I believe that God has revealed to us that He, Himself, planted the entire patch of pumpkins, and had already chosen - even before tilling the soil - which ones He would take home with Him!

Beautiful, Jenn... simply beautiful. Thank you. And never stop searching for the immense joy to be found in the beauty of truth.