Oh Come Let Us Adore Him!

Cowboy church… It’s one of those things we write about, read about, but rarely experience.

It’s one of those beautiful things, no matter what the season or setting or scene… it’s the peace of the moment, the serenity of a guitar solo, the grace of an uplifted prayer, usually before a long day’s work.

We write about holidays… we write about Christmas, about sacrifice, about sharing about putting others first.

And that’s the beauty of Christmas, right there.

It’s not about a new saddle or a great pair of Chaps. It’s not about hand-tooled boots or fancy barns.

It’s about the give-and-take of simple folks, and a child, born to the poor.

We did this Living Nativity picture with preschoolers a few years ago… They’re all seven years old now, and so smart and worldly now but here, these precious four-year-olds and two three year-olds were the Holy Family… in Bethlehem… But one little fellow had gone missing… one little shepherd had left his flock…

Here’s my favorite Christmas hymn/medley…ย ย “Child of the Poor/What Child is This”, a beautiful rendition of two simple hymns, made stronger by being together.

And that’s what romance is all about… two people, stronger by being together. Embracing the faith and hope and love of a moment, a season, a life.

Romance… cowboys… Christmas…. but even without the romance or the cowboys or gorgeous horses and oiled tack, we have Christmas… For unto us a child is born. Unto us… a son is given.

Oh come… let us adore him…

And that missing shepherd who strayed from his flock, from his appointed round?

Well, we found him! And that’s what you get for using a one-year-old really cute shepherd… but oh, that face! ๐Ÿ™‚


I’ve had so much fun being here for part of 2017 and I’m excited about what 2018 holds for all of us… A new year with no mistakes in it…. yet! ๐Ÿ™‚


From our pumpkin farm in Western New York, the entire Blodgett family (that’s me, in my real life!) wants to wish you… and yours… a very merry Christmas. And may the good Lord bless you, all the days of your life. Ruth Logan Herne


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23 thoughts on “Oh Come Let Us Adore Him!”

    • Tonya, thank you! Wishing you the very same, a beautiful and blessed Christmas! No matter our circumstances, the beauty of the manger is in the simplest of things… a baby, a child of the poor. ๐Ÿ™‚ So precious!

  1. Thank you for sharing the link to the video! I’m sharing it in my Facebook page. We need to get back to the reason for the season.

  2. Stephanie, that hymn medley brings me to tears… and makes me remember what it’s all about while so much blares around us… I’m so glad you stopped by today, thank you! And you guys are early birds like me, I love it!!!

    • Janine, thank you so much. We have the blessings of family, one empty chair from my brother’s passing in June and a dear friend’s stepmother in hospice… but the joy and sacrifice of that little baby in that manger… puts a special light on all of the “different” Christmas circumstances. We laugh, we cry, we hug… and then we eat cookies and laugh some more. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Thank you Ruth for this beautiful post. I clicked on the link for video. Beautiful song and very emotional. Wishing you and your family A very happy and blessed Christmas.
    Carol Luciano

  4. When we moved here, our church had a Christmas Eve Children’s service. The religious ed classes for the young all participated. Mary and Joseph with their child processed to the manger in the altar area. There were angels near the shelter. A parade of little sheep (n costume and baaing), cows, and shepherds proceeded down the central aisle. The three kings showed up. It was darling and we all looked forward to it. This tradition continued until about 4 years ago and the new priest stopped it. No one was told why. The children were disappointed they didn’t get their chance to participate. Parents still wanted it as did those of us with no vested interests. I miss it. What better way to teach little ones what the season is all about.

    Thank you for your Christmas pumpkin picture. I never carved mine and it is still sitting there. I believe now is as goo a time as ever to carve it. I miss the North Country. I am originally from the NE corner of NY on Lake Champlain. It is beautiful country. I miss the snow but not the bitterly cold temperatures.

    I hope you and your family have a very Merry Christmas and a happy and prosperous 2018.

    • Patricia, our two mini donkeys (Lexi and Tanya) came from a farm in Schuyler Falls and Peasleeville…. Butternut Ridge Donkeys. It’s beautiful country for sure, and Peasleeville was such a pretty town. I might have to use it in a book(s) because it was that sweet.

      I don’t know why some pastors embrace having children in things like that and others brush it off… I think it’s their loss in the end as fewer and fewer young families make the trek to church. I love seeing families involved in the church doings… it’s what brings us all together.

      In my experience, if the young families start to dwindle, more of the older people in a church tend to lose their tolerance for kid behaviors… and then the grumbling begins. Grumbling is never good!!!!

      Merry Christmas, Patricia! And waving to you as a fellow New Yorker! ๐Ÿ™‚

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