A Taking Giving Prayer

A week of taking, taking, taking

Worship and word and rest

Of listening and thinking and dreaming

But now back to weeks of giving, giving, giving

More to do than can ever be done

And an unexpected funeral besides

So much for my ivory tower, my protected bubble

Because the very things I went to study are calling.

Funny how that works.

I'm sitting with Isaiah 6 and that nagging question,

"Whom shall I send, who will go for me?"

I eeked out a quiet "me", some years ago.

I meant that, didn't I? 

Go, go, go... or maybe... oh, oh, oh:

Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee

Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee

I need Thee every hour, teach me Thy will

And Thy rich promises in me fulfill

I need Thee, oh, I need Thee

Oh I need Thee every hour

I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour

I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour