Monday, May 05, 2008

Just a boy in the woods



I grew up going to church, singing hymns and listening to sermons. I was taught that this was worship. And while I still believe it to be true, as I have grown in my spirit and in my want to be closer to God, places like these have become my cathedral.



Where robins sing in rounds and the silence in between sounds like grass waiting for wind. Where the color of green against sky blue pales to the splendor of the heart in you.

5 comments:

Ame said...

thank you for leading me into worship this morning ... i find God brings me into worship though His creation, often.

someone needs to write a worship song with these words.

McSwain said...

You know you don't have to sell me on this one.

Anonymous said...

“For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made . . .” So true. I’ve never understood how anyone could not see God’s “invisible qualities” when surrounded by the beauty of His creation. Thank you for blessing us with the pictures of your cathedral. –Mom McSwain

John said...

Mom McSwain-Thank YOU for these words!

Lori said...

For as long as I can remember, I've found solace and God outside among His true cathedral. Though I've always gone to church and cherish those moments there, I feel closer when I'm underneath His canopy.

This photo also reminds me of the first line of a poem...
"Oh who will walk a mile with me..."