Oh, come, all ye faithful!
I was watching TV in my parents' bedroom, so I had to have been ill. It was December and I was viewing a holiday variety show.
Joyful and triumphant!
What show was it? I have no idea. Nor do I know who was doing the singing, although I remember it as a choir of some sort.
Oh, come ye, oh come ye, to Bethlehem!
I remember feeling something like a vibration or shock running through me at the words. The yearning to join the crowds of believers onscreen was incredibly strong.
Come and behold Him! Born the King of angels.
I know now that I was feeling the Spirit, perhaps for the first time in my life.
Oh, come let us adore Him.
I wanted to jump off that bed and join the throngs I saw on the television who were walking to a tiny stable visible in the background of the screen.
Oh, come let us adore Him.
I remember thinking, "Yes, yes, I'm coming! Wait! I'm coming, too!" But of course, in reality I was not, nor did I even go to any church at that time.
Oh, come let us adore Him,
I am older, wiser, and more spiritually seasoned now. I have had many spiritual experiences and have learned to listen for the whisperings of the Spirit.
Christ, the Lord!!
To me, that clarion call represents the beginning of my spiritual journey, a time when I felt the Spirit, and realized that there was something bigger that awaited, an arm outstretched just to me.
I know now that it was the voice of the Good Shepherd calling one of His sheep to the fold.
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