As you wish.

 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of his robe filled the temple.  Above him were seraphs, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying.  And they were calling to one another: 

    “Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; 

       the whole earth is full of his glory.”

At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.

 “Woe to me!” I cried. “I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty.”

 Then one of the seraphs flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. With it he touched my mouth and said, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for.”

Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” 

      And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”

I Love this.  Here, in the first part of the sixth chapter of the book of Isaiah, the author records a vision and a conversation he’s had with the Lord Almighty. 

Over the last year, I have really resonated with these verses.  The more I enter into the presence of God, the more I feel like God is asking me, 

“Whom shall I send?  And who will go for us?”

For quite a while now, I have felt God nudging me to “Go.”  He  has been asking me if I have what it takes, and  I have been going through a stage of being purified into more of His likeness, and less of mine; learning what it means and what it looks like to be the salt and light to the world.  Through this process, I am finding myself loving people more than ever before, craving to touch and speak to, and love and laugh with; to live life with God’s family in different cultures.  I have found myself yearning to travel, yearning to get my hands dirty… yearning to “Go.”

This morning, while singing along in worship, God asked me a question.

“Chels, I know you’ll ‘Go,’ you tell me all the time… you’d leave tomorrow if I told you where.  You beg me to let you.  You ask me when, and how, and where… But- would you stay if it’s what I asked you to do?”  

Tough question.  I wanted to immediately say yes.  But- would that be true?  Would I really be content in staying?  I love my family.  I love my friends.  I love my church.  But, I craved to ‘Go,’  and He knew that.

We are all loved, beautifully, equally and fully by God Almighty.  He yearns for those here, to come to know Him, just as much as he yearns for His children across the globe.  As I wrestled with the question, over and over (and really throughout the day…)  I have come to a conclusion.  Yes. I will stay here, forever, if that’s what was asked of me.  I will live my life here as if I will be here till the day I die, being the salt and the light; Loving on those here, the people God’s placed in my life now.  I believe, that until I am truly satisfied where God has placed me now, He won’t send me somewhere else… for unless I learn that no matter what, my satisfaction is found in Him alone, I won’t be satisfied anywhere.

For I have been created for a purpose.  Hand picked for an adventure, helping create a destiny that is far greater than myself, pouring into something far beyond anything that I could ever imagine.  My future is known by the One who created it.  

So, this evening, I find myself saying to my Lord, and to His plans for my life, “As you wish.”  I will happily  follow You to the ends of the earth, moving in an instant, and I will joyfully stay put, pursuing You, and living out my adventure-here.

Take me Lord, as I am.  Make me Lord, into what You desire me to be.  And place me Lord, exactly where You want me to be.  

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