This post reminded me of the other day when I looked out over my beautiful land and its gently rolling
hills and tall pine trees. There were so many different kinds of birds flying about and chirping and the
flowers in my beds were blooming and the fruit trees were fruiting, and at that moment everything just seemed
so perfect and in harmony. I raised my hands up over my head and touched them palm to palm and then brought
them down in a wide circle while looking up and said out loud: "This is my church, my temple....all of creation."
And I worship the One that created all things.