Come, Let Us Adore Him.

Do you adore Jesus?

I was asked this question three years ago in a room with a few hundred other women. My immediate thought was, “No. I do not.” And each year following, I have asked myself that same question and every year, my response has been the same. And it has bothered me, mercilessly. The question itself angers me because I know the answer. It hasn’t changed. I hate my answer, because I desire the opposite to be true. And then I become angry with myself because I don’t know what it looks like to adore Jesus. I just know that I haven’t adored Him.

For the most part, I’ve managed to ignore the question. But each time I’ve heard the word “adore”, over the last few years, I’ve grown quiet…guilty. It might just be that someone has used that word while referring to a pair of shoes or their spouse, but whenever I’ve heard it used, in the back of my mind, I hear that question again and it has still bothered me…until recently.

Do you adore Jesus?

A few weeks ago, I was working through an advent study with a friend and sure enough, that word popped up, yet again. And I finally came to the point where I had to wrestle with two things. The first is that I needed to learn what it means to adore Jesus…and do it. The second is that I needed to reconcile the issue of feeling guilty about not adoring the one Person who came to earth to remove my guilt and shame. Oxymoronic, isn’t it?

This wrestling caused me to do some research and reflection. The results of those items are what I’d like to share with you here. My hope is that they will be a catalyst in your desire to worship and adore Jesus or at least motivate you to do so. May what I’ve discovered be an encouragement to you during whatever season of life you are in right now.

If you Google the definition of the word “adore”, this is what you will find: “love and respect (someone) deeply; like very much; worship; venerate”. This was my starting point. The word itself stems from Latin origins meaning “to worship”. “Adore” is not found in Scripture, yet it has a significant and profound impact on our relationship with Christ. Or, at the very least, it should.

So, what does it mean to adore Jesus? Well, simply, I believe it means to love Him and to worship Him, reverently, and with abandon. But what does that look like?

Bob Bakke, a pastor in the Minnesota area, and the same person who asked me that nagging question three years ago, shared a sermon from John 12 about Mary, the sister of Martha and Lazarus. Just prior to Jesus’ betrayal and death, Mary did the unthinkable. She came into a room of men, let down her hair (something not done by women in those days unless in front of their husband alone), broke open a bottle of perfume (what many scholars believe was her dowry / a year’s wage’s worth), and soaked Jesus’ feet with it, bathing His feet in the process, and wiping His feet dry with her hair.

Why? Why would she do something so absurd, so radical, so humiliating? Because she adored Jesus. Bakke states that Mary’s actions that night “risked her entire future on ten minutes at the feet of Jesus”. Doesn’t that thought make you stop for a moment? It’s crazy! In a matter of minutes, Mary gave up everything that secured her future, just to be with Jesus. But that’s what it comes down to, isn’t it? At the very heart of worship lies that word we don’t like. Surrender.

Would you give up everything for just a few moments at the feet of Jesus? Your house, your savings, your health, your community, your retirement plan, your children (or your desire for children), your belongings? What is it that you hold most dear? Would you give it all up for just a few minutes at Jesus’ feet – to worship Him in humble adoration?

I know that I don’t possess the ability to surrender like that in my own strength. Not even close. But what I do have is this: a request from my heart – to help me surrender like that, to help me want to worship like that, to help me adore Jesus like that. And the amazing truth is that when you ask for those things, from a place of true humility, Jesus meets you in your willingness and desire.

As I pondered earlier on the beauty of Mary’s adoration, humility, and surrender, I asked Jesus to make my heart and mind desire precious time with Him and to help me adore Him like Mary did. In the minutes that followed, with tears streaming down my face, I came to understand that to adore Jesus is to worship Him. To marvel Him – Who He is and what He’s done. To adore Jesus is to love Him. And to love Him is to obey Him.

To worship and adore Jesus does not mean that I read my Bible and ask God for all of the things I want and check that off my to-do list for the day. It means taking the time to listen for His voice and to hear from Him, obeying what He says. To worship Him is to spend time in His presence. Worshipping and adoring Jesus can be radical and it can appear absurd, like David dancing naked before the Lord or Mary’s anointing of Jesus’ feet. In that moment, nothing else matters; not other’s thoughts or scorning words. Just Jesus. Only Jesus. Actions of adoration, perhaps viewed in the eyes of the world as insanity, may just be what changes the world. As Bakke suggests, “There is no telling what divine scheme we may be initiating, what you may be initiating, what mysteries may be unfolding, what enemies we may be defeating when we simply give ourselves for the worship and adoration of Jesus”.

Adoration begins with worship.

William Temple shares the following statements on worship:

1. Worship quickens the conscience by the holiness of God.

2. Worship feeds the mind with the truth of God.

3. Worship purges the imagination by the beauty of God.

4. Worship opens the heart to the love of God.

5. Worship devotes the will to the purposes of God.

If we want to really adore Jesus, worship is where it starts. We recognize His holiness, we read and meditate on the truth of His Word, we spend time in awe and wonder of His beauty, we are humbled by and receive His love for us and those we cannot love in our own strength, and we obey His will for our lives.

Do you adore Jesus?

If not, I hope you have found a place to start – with a humble request and the desire to worship Him like Mary did. And what better time to start than this season of Christmas – the season of miracles – where Jesus was humble enough to become a helpless baby, to be born in a manger, to leave the joy of the throne room of heaven to come to earth, knowing He would die a torturous death. For you. For me.

If you are in need of practical suggestions, like myself, I would gently encourage you to start this way. Find 30 minutes in your schedule. Turn on your Christmas tree lights and turn off the other lights. Read John 12:1-7 and meditate on it as you listen to the words of this song, based on Psalm 130.

I Will Wait For You (Psalm 130) by Shane & Shane

And then wait for Him. Worship Him. Give time and space for Him to speak to you. I can tell you from experience that if you wait long enough, you will indeed hear His voice. And it will be worth every moment spent in the waiting.

This Christmas season, don’t wait until another day to adore your Saviour. Start right now. Quiet your heart. Worship Him in honesty and humility. If you don’t know what to say, tell Him that. But absolutely refuse to move until He meets you where you are. He is worth your veneration, your respect, your love, your worship, and your adoration.

My prayer is that when you attend church this advent season and you find yourself singing the words, “Oh, come, let us adore Him”, you truly know what that means, because it’s something you’ve chosen to do with intentionality already. May you join with the shepherds and, in your heart and mind, go to Bethlehem to behold Him, the King of angels. May you always be in awe and wonder of the King of your heart. May you, today and forevermore, adore Jesus in full surrender, with joyful obedience, and total abandon.

Waves of Hope

Can I be real with you for a moment? Life hurts right now. A lot. There is so much pain going on and I have a sneaking suspicion, it’s not just me that’s feeling the gravity of all of it. There’s light. And there’s also darkness. There’s moments of joy, but lately, I feel like the waves of depression have been slowly taking over…yet again.

Have you ever watched the waves of the ocean? They’re constant. Almost peaceful. We’re familiar with their sound and back and forth motion. And for this former Maritimer, they’re comforting. Rhythmic. Calming.

As this year is starting to come to it’s end, with Christmas right around the corner, I feel I’m lacking the joy that normally comes around this time. I feel any sparks of joy I have, I’m trying to desperately cling on to, hoping that things will get better. And yet…I feel like I’m watching any joy I clasp, slip away, leaving with the tide. It’s as if the tide is going out and I’m helpless to stop it. In return, slowly, repetitively, the waves of depression keep coming in.

The worst part this time though, is that I see it coming in and settling, not just in my mind, but also in our family. It’s something that you can just sense. You know it’s there. And you feel helpless to stop it.

It’s tempting to stay there, isn’t it? Because when depression begins to seep in, rarely do we have the energy to fight it. Rarely, we feel we even can.

Although you try and try to maintain some joy, some light, some spark of happiness, those waves of depression keep coming. And the blockades you’ve set up to ward off this depression – friends, church, community, seeing the smiles of others, freedom to go out in public…without fear or even hesitation – canceled. Gone. Taken away.

Then what?

When your defenses are taken away, how can you still fight? That’s where my heart and mind have been lately. And even writing this “out loud” makes me want to give up and just sob. But it can’t end like that…can it?

In the words of Dallas Holm:

There’s a heaviness inside your heart;
A weight you can’t describe, a feeling that you just can’t hide. There’s a weariness within your mind. The thoughts don’t come too clear; you feel as though I’m not so near to you. But remember, I said I’d never leave.
Trust in My Word and believe I am here, forever. I’ll never let you go.
This is all you really need to know.

Can you relate? I need to remind myself of those last four sentences. Daily, even when I least feel like it, I have to preach the gospel to myself. And that’s precisely where we find our Answer, isn’t it?

Christmas. A thrill of hope! The weary world rejoices!

Amidst the waves of depression, there are other waves: waves of HOPE! And I will, I must, I have to cling to those waves. Those are the only waves that I can put my trust in. Jesus. Hope in the form of a baby in a manger. What kind of hope is that? An infant in a feed trough?!

The best kind of hope there is. The kind of hope that Jesus brings is exactly that – newness of life! The Light that overcame the darkness. The wonderful Counselor. The Prince of peace. Immanuel. God is WITH us!

When I remind myself of the truth of the gospel, reminding myself that God is still in control, that He can still be trusted, that the kind of suffering we are enduring is really a walk in the park in comparison to so many other things…that’s when I feel it. That thrill of Hope! And not surprisingly, what follows to wrap itself around me is…peace. The Prince of peace, Himself.

Weary world, rejoice with me! There IS hope! There IS peace! There IS Immanuel. God IS with us. Even now. When darkness seems to be closing in, there is Light. And not only that…but the Light of the world that I choose to worship, is the Light that has already overcome the darkness.

“I have said these things to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”
-John 16:33

So when your strongholds and defenses are taken away, where does your hope lie? How do you continue to fight?

When Jesus is the only hope I have left, it’s true that it’s then that I realize…He’s all I need. And oh, how I need Him! Every hour. Every minute.

“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”
Exodus 14:14

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