“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!” – Isaiah 6:8
Father, sweet, sweet Daddy, today Lord I stand in awe of You. Truly! So undeserving for Your ear to be turned towards me yet still You lean into each and every word. Focused… concerned… burdened… desiring to hear… longing to be heard… reaching through my sins… covering Yourself in my stains… transforming my heart into Your image… Why do You love me so?!
You really do offer a love that I cannot comprehend. And I stand here, grateful that You have opened my eyes that I may see who I was apart from You and where I was destined to go. You allowed me to understand exactly what my future held without You in it. You have saved my life! You have set me free!
I could never repay You. Nothing I have is of any worth to You. It could never match the price You paid… my ransom… but what I do have Lord, it is Yours. I offer You my everything! My life, my house, my family, my money, my each and every possession I have… each and everything that makes me me I give it to you. I give it freely… no strings attached… no expectations… Lord I choose to follow in the saints that have gone on before me… Here am I… Lord send me… I am an offering!
Search my heart. Reveal anything that would cause me to stumble. Anything that would separate me from Your presence. Father forgive me for wandering off… straying from Your will… the path You have planned specifically for me… the one that screams glory and honor to You… the one that points to nothing other than You! Lord I am begging You to pick me up… make me clean… and place my feet on the Solid ground that You prepared long before the foundations of this world was laid.
You and You alone know where this day will lead me. You know the choices I will make… Father help to discern what Your choice would be. Instead of trying to figure out what would Jesus do, open my eyes to see the choice He would make… the one that reveals a genuine desire to be made into Your image… the one that displays a heart ready to love and serve only You… the one that exposes the Light on a dark and defeated world.
Lord through Your strength alone help me to live a life that proclaims Your saving grace. My I live to make You famous… to take Your name… along with Your attributes… and proclaim them so that each and every individual I pass on my journey here on this earth would see You. Father, let me become fertile soil… a fertile soul… spreading Your seed wherever I go… trusting You to produce the harvest… relying on You to cause growth… understanding that it is not by anything that I have done… but KNOWING the good works that I can accomplish is actually You working in and through me.
Thank You Lord, for the opportunity to be an active participant in Your wonderful masterpiece. May I be a tool that You can use and manipulate as You choose, being forever grateful for the chance to serve the Lord God Almighty… staying forever humble knowing it’s the artist that produces the painting… I am just a single tool amongst a great many. Today… I wait on You to take me in Your hand… I choose to let go of my own selfish desires… and I ask You to be the only thing moving me across Your great canvas… may I be just like the brush in the painter’s hand… only going where the hand leads me!
For it is in Jesus name and because of His desire to do the will of His Father… My Father… Our Father… that I ask these things… Amen.