There’s never an incompatible season to adore Him.
When I was driving to work yesterday morning, I’ll have to admit I felt kind of down. It had rained here in Georgia for close to two weeks. I had seen dozens of pictures on Facebook of our neighbors in South Carolina, literally washing away. These weren’t Weather Channel hype photos either; they were shared by people I know. I had been praying for the citizens there, but mourning with them as well.
The shootings in Oregon also weighed heavily on my mind. The world felt unusually dark to this normally glass half-full gal. As I scanned the radio for music, every channel featured deejays talking. I gave up and hit the CD button and music from my church’s Christmas Cantata began to play.
Yes, I’m aware that it’s only October, but if you want to learn something like eight songs by the second Sunday in December, you have to practice now. We are supposed to be listening to the cantata music before practice, to help us learn the new songs.
But, the truth is, I haven’t really found myself in the Christmas mood. I wasn’t ready for Christmas so I keep putting it off. But, this morning, I hit play, truthfully because I couldn’t find anything else to listen to.
Isn’t that how many of us end up at the foot of the cross? We simply have nowhere else to go.
The first song on that CD is really powerful. It’s about praising our coming merciful King with, o come let us adore Him. Then it switches to parts of, “Angels We Have Heard on High.”
It’s truly amazing how your heart and outlook can change when you are singing praise music to the top of your lungs for no one, but you and God to hear. When I got to the, “Gloria” part, I had tears running down my cheeks as I felt my spirit ignited by that which is Holy.
I needed to sing praises to Jesus that morning. My downtrodden heart needed the filling and uplifting that can only come from worshiping our Savior.
While it’s true that I’m not ready for Christmas trees and wreathes at retail stores when we haven’t even made it to Halloween, my heart is ready for the true meaning of Christmas.
I needed reminding in my dark moment that Jesus came to bring us all light, a miracle that’s worthy of praise regardless of the season. Yesterday I was reminded because I was desperate. But, then again, God is always faithful like that to those who seek Him.
Sometimes in between all of petitioning for intervention, I need to remember to stop and simply praise God. It’s amazing how it can change my outlook. Maybe it can change yours too.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂
P.S. If you want to hear an awesome version, I’ve attached one. Enjoy!