I’m very excited again this week to join a talented group of women bloggers in an online, unedited flash mob free write. This week, the word-prompt given to us by our fearless leader Kate Motaung (whose wonderful blog can be found at katemotaung.com) is “turn”. My timer is set for 5 minutes; ready, set, 


Of course, with Christmas less than a week away, my first thought was “O Come Let us Adore Him”, a beautiful Christmas hymn.


It’s an interesting word, one I don’t hear as often as I used to. Now it’s simply “love”. We love our dogs, our children, our favorite television show, and on and on.

But adore goes beyond love; it’s love seasoned with worshipfulness.

Sometimes my worship — my adoration — is somewhat formal. Take church worship, for example. My denomination is known for its very low-key worship style. While I don’t know for sure, something tells me we may have been the very last hold-outs against contemporary church services.

My worship style varies much more outside the walls of the church. I sing along quite energetically to the contemporary Christian music on my favorite radio station. I pour my heart out quite expressively in my prayer journal. I laugh out loud in adoration of the beauty in the world around me.

I may be wrong, but I imagine that God doesn’t care about the style or outward expression of the adoration.

I believe that instead, God looks at two things. Of course, it’s important that I adore the right thing, that I not worship anything or anyone other than God. The sincerity behind the adoration is also key.

And that,