O come let us adore Him

Rachel's blog post today...

God left me speechless today.  And in absolute awe of what HE is doing in our class.  Here is a little snapshot.

Wednesday we talked about adoring Jesus and how sometimes we can kneel before Him to show our adoration.  So, we sang “O Come Let Us Adore Him” all together on our knees and then prayed “Zambian style” (all at once out loud). Today, we were about to start devotions and then this happened.

Student:  “Teacher, we on knees today and sing adore him?  And then pray? Me: um, yes.

So we all kneel and start singing.  I wish you could hear it.  The song ends and I look up.  Everyone was kneeling and about half of the class was kneeling so deep that their faces are to the ground.  It left me in awe.  As I kneeled there speechless, I just listened to the prayers rising up around me, and I overheard this, all from the one student next to me that I could hear:

   “We give you glory.  God, you see me.  Me, I am no fighting.  We give you glory.  God, you are teacher, you teach me.”

Yeah.   He is good.  He is moving here. 

May we be as eager as these kids to adore Him! 

                 Rachel VanGent

                  O come let us adore Him

                         O come let us adore Him

                                 O come let us adore Him

                          CHRIST THE LORD

             words simple

               words profound 

                  every Christmas singing

                     every Christmas playing

                         yet. never. have. I. fallen.

                                on. my. face.

                          when singing these words

                   sweet kindergartners so far away

                          with hearts earnest 

                          with hearts sincere

                              worship the same baby Jesus

                                 as all who love Him

                                    the world wide

                           stars light the same sky

                     moonbeams gentle pierce the same dark

               the Light was born so long ago

            wrapped in cloths placed in a manger

               angels singing "glory to God"

                    shepherds singing "O come let us adore"

                  that baby born to die so each 

                      precious soul can live...

                          a more profound

                              story never told

                    precious kindergartners in Zambia

                 blessed with a precious young woman

              who gets it

           who loves Him beyond measure

        who shares love beyond measure with precious souls

                in a land far away

                        worshiping the One 

                           who became one of us

                               the One we adore this Christmas

                                    and always