Although this is written in the context of a call to missions, it certainly applies to many of the ways we’re called to obedience and how we try to redefine the call or instruction to fit our own preference or comfort zone. Though I did answer the “call” to missions, I struggle with other “calls” the Lord puts on my life and behavior. We’re all such prideful creatures it’s hard to submit, even to the Creator of the universe.
It seems like the things we want to hear,
Come through to us loud and clear.
We can find the smallest clue
Buried deep in Zephaniah, chapter two.
When the question is to buy or not,
We can hear God say we ought.
We’ll find a verse to say,
“Don’t put it off another day!”
Of course, we know that verse is for us.
It’s as clear as a billboard on a bus.
We’ll drive that new car to church each week,
Knowing we’ll find the things we seek.
If at church there is a need,
We pray and ask God to lead.
Then we watch and wait for a sign,
Like when He turned water into wine.
Of course, we’ll gladly give our due,
If God will clearly tell us to.
Until we hear Him speak or holler,
We’ll do our part and give a dollar.
When the question is serving overseas,
Where people die of strange disease,
Then there surely must be a call,
A call by name, not just “ya’ll.”
Those who feel they’ve heard His call,
To go and serve and give their all
Need our help. And we’ll be giving. . .
As soon as we pay the high cost-of-living.
What about the Great Commission?
Well, it seems there’s been an omission.
It’s implied. . .there at the end.
If some go, some must stay and send.
That must be it. God wants us to stay
And witness here in the U.S. of A.
We can do things here in God’s name,
Like drive the youth group to a Royals game.
But, of course, we’re willing to go.
We’re just waiting for God to tell us so.
Meanwhile, we think we hear him say,
Recycle! Save your pop can today.
22 August, 1991