#WCW-Word Crush Wednesday: here is am…send me!
In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple.2 Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly.3 And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.4 And the posts of the door moved at the voice of him that cried, and the house was filled with smoke.5 Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts.6 Then flew one of the seraphims unto me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar:7 And he laid it upon my mouth, and said, Lo, this hath touched thy lips; and thine iniquity is taken away, and thy sin purged.8 Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then said I, Here am I; send me.
Yesterday, I was listening to a song by a new artist who goes by the name Bri. You guys should remember her. A few weeks ago, I blogged about a worship cover of hers that went viral. She has a new worship single out called I’ll Be The One and it’s worth supporting. The chorus of the song reminds me so much of the above passage. It’s simply a plea to the Lord to not look any further for another willing vessel. Stop here. I’ll be the one. Use me.
It’s my personal belief that every person on this earth arrives at a point in their life when their assumed purposes (what “I” decide I’m going to do with my life) are confronted by a paradigm shift. Normally this shift occurs when there’s been an introduction of faith of some measure. Faith acts as a reference for and to the greatest source of purpose–The Creator. All it takes is just the one meeting with God and everything changes.
I received salvation at the tender age of nine years old. However, it wasn’t until I was in my twenties that my design for my life was no longer a pleasurable journey. I couldn’t feel any worth in my own plans. One day, I had my Isaiah 6 experience. No, I didn’t see the Lord high and lifted up, nor did I get to see any angels. I wish I could have. My experience had more to do with shifting all of the idols I had placed in front of God, out of my life. People were idols. Relationships and friendships were idols. Music was an idol. My job was an Idol. And, believe it or not, church was an idol. I was so wrapped up in the things of the church, I lost touch with the Savior of the church.
This revelation didn’t come through a bang or a bump. It didn’t come through a Televangelist on the tv. No prophet or prophetess rang up my phone to grace me with a word from the Lord. It came when I was in a peace and a place where I could hear God–home on my couch, in my work clothes, with the tv and the radio off, asking the Lord for a better routine.
I got more than a routine. I received the truth. He didn’t force on me either. Neither did He give me an ultimatum. He simply showed me what was halting me. I made the decision to begin tearing down the idols in my life. The removal of every idol brought me closer to Him. This wasn’t an easy process either. When you remove comfortable things and people from your life, it hurts. You’re left without crutches. The only entity you have left to lean on (which is all you need) is Him. That’s frightening as all get out when you’ve placed your faith in people and things for years. But, it soon brings you to a place of pleasure–a place where, like Isaiah, you can see the beauty of God. And in that beauty, you find your purpose, your place–a place of servitude, where you can say, “Lord wash me. And after you’ve cleaned me, use me.”
Here I am; send me…