“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)
“Who Will Go for Us?”
There is a Korean worship song I really love.
Its lyrics are drawn from Isaiah chapter 6.
I don’t remember exactly when I first heard it,
but it has been one of my favorite songs for a very long time.
Whenever I sing this song, tears begin to fall.
I cannot even begin to imagine fully what God’s heart is like,
but my heart feels deeply moved.
I am so weak that I don’t even have the courage
to boldly say, “Send me.”
And yet, if God were to call even someone like me,
my heart is stirred with a longing to obey.
There is a lump in my throat as I sing.
I would like to share the lyrics:
“Sitting in the shadow of death are My people who are perishing,
imprisoned in despair and hunger—
they are the long sorrow of My heart.
My children, bound by the yoke of suffering and weeping,
I now rise up to break their yoke
and to wipe away their tears.
Who will cry out to Me
so that they may be saved?
Who will go for Me
and proclaim My love?
I now long to see the day
when My children live again—
the day joyful songs of praise
and the laughter of heaven
fill all the earth.”
Struggling to Love, Asking for the Father’s Heart
The truth is, sometimes I feel like I can barely love even my own family.
Without the love of God, I am thoroughly selfish.
After I came to believe in Jesus,
there were times I prayed with a hint of frustration:
“God, why do You love people so much?
I really cannot understand.”
It is because of that great, incomprehensible love
that someone like me was also saved.
So even now, though I remain selfish
and full of weaknesses,
I keep praying for the Father’s heart.
If the Father’s heart is inside of me,
then even I will be able to stretch out
my small hand toward those He loves.
Even through someone like me,
the great love of God
will be able to flow out.
When God’s Hope Becomes Our Hope
May the hope of God
become my hope.
May the joy of God
become my joy.
And may my life, however small and weak,
answer His question,
“Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?”
with a trembling but honest prayer:
“Here I am, Lord.
If You would use even me,
please send me.”