Church In The Woods

Monday, April 25, 2016






I love to have church in the woods

Pine and cedar make up the walls

And the leaves above the cathedral

Bird wings fluttering like stained glass

And worship carried in their songs

The brush beneath my feet rustles like a whispered prayer

Up, up, up is the sky

Below is the stream

The fish dance with jubilation at His love for me

Joy ripples in the smile of the fox

And peace sets deep in the eyes of the deer

It is in the woods I find Communion

Not in a building, a place, or a thing

And when I step into those lovely trees

I find the Father rises to meet me

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