EUTEOTW: Whom Shall I Send?

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“Then said I; Here am I, send me…”

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In the womb was I molded

Fearfully and wonderfully made

Created with the likeness of God

Born to wrestle with the sinful wage

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And out of adolescents I survived

Battered from failings of my own

But promised a better life

Beyond my imprisoned throne

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In confines and spaces

The capsules and chambers

My God predestined language

That would bless my heart with the Savior

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And rising from the crypt

As Jesus the Son of Man

I became a new creature

Petitioned to the Great I AM

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And though personal sin

Slithers like the serpent it loves

My soul is shielded from death

Certified with the Creator’s love

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And does my calling lure me

Well with my soul it is

The hope of fate in God

His will be done; mine and His

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And lo, He is with me,

Even unto the end

He summoned my destiny

So that He could send

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My lips did proclaim

Here am I, send me

Into all the world, my Jesus

The Light for the blind to see

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Into the faraway lands

And to the distant nations

Let me hearken to You

Establish invitations

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Gather the dissenting masses

Into the fold flock them close

Bless me with an irrefutable doctrine

Refuse not the Holy Ghost

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Send me to the seas

Oceans parting with crests

Upon ships, vessels, and rafts

Be it East or West

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In the forested terrains

Groves and tunnels underground

I pray that I minister

To where resistant souls abound

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In the alleys and public venues

Of decaying countries find me

Biblically counseling

With apocalyptic speed

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The axis of the planet

And even the galactic hosts

I beseech Thee that I may preach

Alone with the cross I boast

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And I myself turned

Observing those as friends

My God peered inside

Anticipation over when

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The Lord said,

Who may it be?

And I replied,

Here am I, send me

Published by Matthew Pope

A graduate of Belmont Abbey College, a Catholic, private institution, Matthew received his Bachelors of Arts degree in Theology in May of 2012. Upon registering for pastoral training in August of 2013, he was formerly a Master of Divinity student at Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary, pursuing the Evangelism program. With a transparent calling from God, his life dramatically changed as he received confirmation into The Catholic Church in November of 2016. Matthew's passion rests in serving the nations with the hope of The Gospel. Author of his lay-ministry, Even Unto The End Of The World, which was established on November 12, 2013, he has also produced his previous books: In Doctrine, Uncorrupt (which was released on February 15, 2014) and Assembled With One Accord (published on December 1, 2015), and is currently writing and planning for following books to come. With a revelatory vision, Matthew intends to encounter the culture and Christendom with truth. In addition, he intends to draw forth the rudiments of the Most Holy Catholic Faith to transform all Christian denominations into The One Church. Matthew confessed Jesus Christ as Savior at age seventeen, impressed with the desire to enter the ministry, in March of 2008. A native of Shelby, North Carolina, he was born on May 28, 1990. He now resides in Wake Forest, North Carolina where he has been actively writing since late 2013.

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