What do we do, Lord?
Should we go?
Should we stay?
If you want us to go, we’re ready to go
north, south, east, or west.
If it’s north where it’s cold,
we know you can keep us warm.
If it’s south where it’s hot and humid,
we know you can keep us cool.
If it’s east or west,
we know you encompass the globe.
But we don’t know where we should go.
We’ll go, but we need to know. We’re not sure…
But you know.
If you want us to stay, we’re ready to stay.
If we stay, we’re sure you’ll want us to watch and pray.
If we stay, we know you can open doors where we live.
If we stay, we’re sure you’ll meet our needs.
But we don’t know if you want us to stay.
Only you know.
We’re eager to go, to serve again at the Table.
We’re afraid to stay,
to sit on the shelf,
to be invisible,
to gather dust.
There’s so much more left in us to give…we think.
If we stay, what do we give and how do we give it?
But we don’t know. We’d like to know.
So, until you tell us, we’ll be…
like Abraham—ready to go; or
like Isaac—ready to stay; or
like Elijah, we’ll stand
in your presence and tend to you, Lord.
For this is faith’s true gift—to wait, love you, and be ready to go.