I received a surprising phone call this morning from Kenn Jones telling me of my good friend, fellow Ranger commander who was taken down by a massive heart attack on his way to work this morning. He attempted to live his life according to the words of this song, which reflect the words of Jesus himself, “Feed my Sheep” (John 21:17)
Won’t You Be My Love
By Mercy Me
When you fall asleep tonight in your warm and cozy room,
Know that I’m awake and I’ve got no shelter and no food.
I am not alone.
My friends are broke and lost.
Looking for someone to lead them to my cross.
I need your help. I need your help.
Won’t you be my voice calling?
Won’t you be my hands healing?
Won’t you be my feet walking into a broken world?
Won’t you be my chain breaker?
Won’t you be my peacemaker?
Won’t you be my hope and joy?
Won’t you be my LOVE?
The other side of the world she is just a few days old.
A helpless little girl with no family of her own.
She is not to blame for the journey she is on.
Her life is no mistake.
Won’t you lead her to my cross?
Won’t you be my voice calling?
Won’t you be my hands healing?
Won’t you be my feet walking into a broken world?
Won’t you be my chain breaker?
Won’t you be my peacemaker?
Won’t you be my hope and joy?
Won’t you be my LOVE?
To those I call my own.
To those I’ve set aside as spotless without blame.
The chosen ones my bride.
We will be your voice calling.
We will be your hands healing.
We will be your feet walking into a broken world.
We will be your chain breaker.
We will be your peacemaker.
We will be your hope and joy.
We will be your LOVE. We will be your LOVE.