Here I Am, Send Me - King Jesus

Seeing the King, Receiving His Grace, Living His Mission

“When I consider the cross of Christ, how can anything that I do be called sacrifice?”— Amy Carmichael

Strip everything else away, and this remains: Jesus is worthy.Not almost worthy, not occasionally worthy, but always, eternally, unfailingly worthy.

A Vision of the King

Isaiah begins his encounter with these immortal words:

“In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple.” (Isaiah 6:1 ESV)

A throne shaken. A nation grieving. A prophet undone.It was a season of collapse, the kind of moment when the ground beneath your feet quakes and you wonder if anything is steady.

And yet — Isaiah sees. Not a crumbling kingdom, but a King. High. Lifted up. Surrounded by fire and song.

The seraphim—the burning ones—blaze around Him, voices thundering:“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!”

What Isaiah saw, we need to see again: leaders fall, empires fracture, economies tremble, but God does not flinch. The throne is still occupied.

Woe and Wonder

When Isaiah beholds this glory, his words aren’t polished or pious. He collapses:“Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips…” (Isaiah 6:5)

That’s what holiness does. It strips us of illusions. It lays bare the truth. And in that moment, Isaiah thinks the story is over.

But God has another word. A coal from the altar touches his lips:“Your guilt is taken away, and your sin atoned for.”

This is the scandal of the gospel—at the very point where we expect judgment, mercy meets us. Tim Keller captured it so well:

“We are more sinful and flawed in ourselves than we ever dared believe, yet at the very same time we are more loved and accepted in Jesus Christ than we ever dared hope.” - Tim Keller

It is still good news. No—better news than the world dares to dream.

The Voice That Sends

Then comes the thunderous question:“Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” (Isaiah 6:8)

And the broken prophet, now forgiven, now called, blurts out:“Here I am. Send me.”

What happened? How did “Woe is me” turn into “Send me”?Forgiveness happened. Grace happened. God’s voice happened.

And friends, it still happens. The same God who spoke to Isaiah is speaking today. The same God who sends prophets is still sending His people.

Jesus said:“The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; therefore pray earnestly to the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers.” (Luke 10:2)

He also said with ironclad certainty:“This gospel of the kingdom will be proclaimed throughout the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.” (Matthew 24:14)

"Not might be proclaimed.

Not should be proclaimed.

Will be proclaimed." - John Piper

This is no fragile commission. This is a roaring promise.

Your Story Matters

Ephesians tells us we are God’s workmanship—His masterpiece. That means your life is no accident. Your gifts, your wounds, your victories, and your scars—they are raw material in the hands of a redeeming God.

Yet so often we are distracted. By the expectations of others. By the projection of self. By a lack of imagination, forgetting that God wastes nothing.

Joseph could say, “You meant evil against me, but God meant it for good.” (Genesis 50:20) The same God is weaving purpose through your story.

The question is not whether you have a calling. The question is whether you will answer.

The Joy of the Sent Life

Friends, surrender is not loss—it is liberation. To say “Here I am” is not a sentence to drudgery but an invitation into the adventure of God’s mission.

Matt Carter once said:

“If your mission is more important than your Savior, then your Savior will have no part of your mission.”

It is all about Jesus. Not programs. Not platforms. Not personal comfort. Jesus—our worthy King.

At Story Church London, and with brothers and sisters across the nations, we are not gathering to build monuments but to be sent as messengers.

Into London. Into the nations. Into the harvest.

So here is my prayer for you: that today—yes, today—you would have a “Here I am” moment. That you would trade the safety of comfort for the thrill of faith. That you would see again the blazing King, hear again His sending voice, and answer with trembling joy:

Here I am. Send me.