O Come Let Us Adore Him

I remember it plainly.

I was singing the lyrics as I'd done so many times before.
But this time, something was different.
There was that one word in there that had seemingly gone
undected, unnoticed all the previous years. 
Perhaps I liked it that way,
for then I wasn't confronted with the harsh reality of my heart.
Now here it was, and I began to squirm.

Adore.
O come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord!

For the first time, I was struck by the meaning of that word:
to love greatly or honor highly.

Was it true of me?
Was I loving my Savior first and honoring Him above all?

The truth was, the words of my mouth did not match the condition of my heart.
In that moment, I realized that so often,
my life was about loving and honoring me.
What could God do for me?
How could He make life better for me?
Make me comfortable?
Make me known?
How was He or wasn't He granting my heart's desires and prayers?
And if He wasn't, why not?

God graciously opened my eyes to my sin that Christmas season.
He gently yet boldly reminded me that this life is all about making much of Him, not of me.
It's loving Him.
Believing Him.
Trusting Him.
Lifting Him high.
Adoring Him.
Because He is worthy.
He's the only One who is worthy.

[Adore Him, o my soul.
He is Christ the Lord!]

"He must increase, but I must decrease."

John 3:30