Who will go? To whom shall I send?

“Who will go?
To whom shall I send?"
Are you hungry for souls?
Or does fear stand in your way?”
Fear of man, Fear of speech, Fear of judgment. Laziness?
Guilty of these I am, aren’t you?
“Who will go?
To whom shall I send?”
He moves and He breathes,
Are you in His rhythm?
It’s a high tide, time is rushing out
Running around, who shall I tell?
The lady at the Dollar Tree, my neighbor, my Aunt, oh who, Lord, who?
“It is not for you to decide who should come and who should not.
So go as I lead you, GO, and tell of Me.”
It’s not about us anyways, so stop the FEAR
The Fear seems only to be an excuse.
But, But, but what if…?
“Yes, but what about their souls?"
Okay Lord, I will speak, I will go.
"Who will go?
To whom shall I send?"
Me Lord, please use me.
“Okay, tell them I love them.”
But, but what if...?
"Who will go?
To whom shall I send?"
OH how selfish am I to not share the gift that has changed my life.
“Now child, you go. You speak. Now you are sent. I send you.”