Adore. Such a sweet, simple word that the Lord has been whispering to my heart repeatedly since Christmas. It all started with the Christmas song, “O, Come Let Us Adore Him” and I haven’t been able to turn the repeat button off since.
“O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore him
O come let us adore Him
Christ the Lord
Oh come, all ye faithful
Come let us adore Him
Oh come, all ye faithful
Come let us adore Him”
But what does it mean for us to come and adore God? This is the question that has plagued my thoughts and been the source of a few restless nights. Not because God wants to keep me up, but because God wants me to grab ahold of learning to come and adore Him.
Adore means to love and respect someone deeply. To worship, to be devoted to, to hold dear, to cherish and treasure, to exalt, to take great pleasure in and to love deeply and devotedly.
Is this the posture of my heart to God? Sadly, not a lot of the time. I love my God, but I’m human and I have my days where honestly I would rather throw a tantrum like a 2-year-old and plug my ears and just ignore Him. I’m not proud of that, but it’s honest. But God is bigger than my tantrums. He continues to gently, and sometimes not so gently draw me back toward His heart. I’m so thankful He does! I’m so thankful that He isn’t done with me yet.
The thing is, it’s not just about how you or I are adoring God, it’s also about how He adores me, how He adores you. Did you catch that? He ADORES me. He ADORES you. Most days that’s hard for me to swallow. How can the creator of the universe adore me? Me, the girl who is still in her pajama’s at noon, hasn’t cleaned her house in a week, is halfway ignoring God and is halfway letting the business of her day take precedent over time with Him. The answer is simple, He’s not about a check list. He adores me because He loves me. It has nothing to do with what I do or don’t do. He loves me. At my worst and at my best, He loves me. He adores me.
And while my heart begins to flourish knowing that my Daddy adores me, the question that He kept posing to my heart is the one of my heart adoring Him.
There are several dear friends that I have that are married and have young families. I love watching them at church. One family has a teenage daughter, their are times during worship where they are standing in a line together and singing there praises to God and the daughter, H, reaches out to her dad and wraps her arms around his waist. Without a second thought, he pulls H closer to himself. She sinks into him, she rests into him, she adores him.
Another one of my favorite families has two young daughters. Their youngest wears glasses and has this precious, tender spirit and those glasses just make her eyes look so much bigger, as if she is constantly in awe of everything around her. During worship the other week, she grabbed her dads hand and looked up at him expectantly. He looked down at her, smiled and picked her up into his arms. She nestled her head against his shoulder and they sang praises to God together.
What sweet sights of precious daughters adoring their daddy’s!! As I watched these girls and smiled at the sweetness of the moment, the Holy Spirit whispered to my heart,
Adore. O Come and Adore Me Megan.
And so I tried to come and adore my Daddy. Again, to adore Him is to love Him, to respect Him, to be devoted to Him, to exalt Him, and to worship Him. I felt like I was doing a pretty good job at this whole adoring thing. But God wanted to take me deeper. You see I had a partial view of what it meant to adore, but I was missing out on a few other pieces.
Was I holding dear to God? Was I cherishing Him? Was I taking great pleasure in Him? I wish I could tell you yes, but, I wasn’t doing these things. And as I usually do, I start to kick myself and remind myself that I’m not a good little Christian girl, and that I need to get my act together. And then comes something just as precious as my God adoring me, His grace whispers to me, “It’s not about what you aren’t doing well, it’s about grabbing ahold of so much more of my heart and resting in Me.”
There it is again. REST. The sweet reminder that I don’t have to have it all together, that I don’t have to have it all figured out. That’s GRACE. That’s ADORING.
And at that moment, sitting in a heap on my living room floor with tears of joy leaking from my eyes I began to rest in His adoration and began to let my heart adore Him in return. I turned on my worship playlist on my phone and began to half sing, half sob songs of praise to my Daddy. Then it hit me, worship. My church has been speaking a lot about what worship really is the last few weeks, and I realized that’s what adoring God looks like in action. That’s what He longed for, to meet my heart in worship, to meet and to adore. I love what 1 Chronicles 29:11 says,
“Yours, O Lord, is the greatness, the power, the glory, the victory and the majesty. Everything in the heavens and on earth is yours, O Lord, and this is your kingdom. We adore you as the one who is over all things.”
That’s who my God is, that is who adores me, that is who my heart adores.
There is a song by Bethel Music called “Jesus We Love You”. I think they put it into words better than I do:
“Old things have passed away
Your love has stayed the same
Your constant grace remains the cornerstone
Things that we thought were dead
Are breathing in life again
You cause your Son to shine on darkest nights
For all that you’ve done we will pour out our love
This will be our anthem song
Jesus we love you
Oh how we love you
You are the one our hearts adore
Our hearts adore
The hopeless have found their hope
The orphans now have a home
All that was lost has found its place in you
You lift our weary head
You make us strong instead
You took these rags and made us beautiful
Our affection, our devotion
poured out on the feet of Jesus
Our affection, our devotion
poured out on the feet of Jesus
Our affection, our devotion
poured out on the feet of Jesus
Our affection, our devotion
poured out on the feet of Jesus”
And so the next day, Daddy blessed me with an unexpected day off. I drove around the beautiful valley that I call home. I snapped a few pictures of things that made my heart smile. I cranked up my music and shouted praises to Him. I let my heart adore Him.
I pray that you find yourself adoring Daddy this week. I pray that you lean into His grace and let Him adore you. Take some time out your crazy schedule and come to Him. He knows your junk, and He simply whispers, “I see you.” So come to Him and let Him rest your weary heart. Come and worship Him, come stand in His mighty presence and bring your heart and worship. O come, let us adore Him this week, because Jesus we do love you, and you are the one our hearts adore.
Here is the link for the song, “Jesus We Love You” – enjoy friends https://youtu.be/dOExT9JqB7s