Father, We Adore You

Written by Courtney R.

The rain patters against my window, and the misty air swirls between the gray clouds. But I pull on my jacket and put on my shoes. I take a deep breath as the cold slices the air and chills my body.  I keep my head down, my Bible tucked under my arm. As the rain drops fall faster, my pace quickens and soon I’m gently jogging, trying to avoid mud puddles and torrents of icy water. Soon I face a tree lined path. I quicken my pace and hurry down the path. I come to a small building with several stained glass windows. I peak through the dim glass and smile when I see that no one is there yet. I duck under the cover of the chapel and scurry through its door. Once inside my chills die down. I take off my jacket and shoes and sit on one of the wooden pews in the back. As the clock ticks 5:28, a few people trickle in. By 5:30 six people are sitting on the pew next to me. We wait a minute, hoping that a few more students will risk the rain and cold, but no one else comes. So we begin. We close our eyes and bow our heads. Our lips form words of thanksgiving, adoration, and petition. The chapel is silent for the next half hour, except for our voices in quiet prayer. As 6:00 draws near, we open our eyes and smile, our eyes a little misty at the beauty of going to our Creator together. Then someone suggests we sing. Slowly six quiet voices sing in a beautiful broken harmony, “Father, we adore you and we lay our lives before you, how we love you! Jesus, we adore you, and we lay our lives before you, how we love you! Spirit, we adore you, and we lay our lives before you, how we love you!” And thus ends our beautiful time of prayer. We all pull on our jackets and shoes and venture out in the cold and rain. But now there’s a small warmth radiating inside, and somehow it doesn’t seem that cold outside anymore.