You see, today is the year that King Uzziah died. We mourn the death of old certainties, ancient truths, boring predictability when society was stable, and when all we had to do was unlock the doors on Sunday to enjoy a full church. But if God can invade his Temple in 742 BC, then why can’t he crash our churches, our communities, our grieving, broken hearts now, today, and why can he not set apart you and me for a magnificent task? Because when God does break in and break out, he utters the life-transforming question, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?”