Here am I. Use me.

I am in the sky, higher than the birds now.  There is a wide horizon to my left with a brand new sun casting light across the blanket of clouds below.

I've been staring at them for awhile now.  They remind me of cresting ocean waves in the moments before they crash into shore.  They curl up and over one another stuck mid motion in their great silence.  It is vast here.  The blue ombre sky leaves no clue to its ending, and I am feeling small.

The good and bad of the earth continues below, but I can't touch it now.  Soon I will cease this soaring, and I will set feet on firm ground.  I will kick up the dust of foreign soil and claim witness to the good and bad of what the world has turned itself into.

Once leveled on the ground, I move to make a difference in a great big world.  I am nothing special, but I know enough of God to realize that he increases the power of the unqualified if we only invite him into our lives.  His strength is seen more fully in our weaknesses that he might receive honor and praise through the good that is accomplished through us.  And he requires so little.  He asks only that we make ourselves available.

Arms outstretched, I open my hands, "Here I am Lord, with my faults and my failures.  Here I am Lord, with my fear and anxiety.  Here I am Lord with my baggage and my brokenness.  Here I am. . .  Use me."

Isaiah 6:8 "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!'"