My father used to say, "Welcome to our little slice of Heaven". It is very true. Whether Spring, summer, fall or winter, one can find the most wonderful things to observe that reflect something divine. It is a holy nesting place this are of ours. And, I mean not just "our" family, but everyone who comes to play in our national forests.
I have always had faith in God. The fact that there is so much evidence that energy moves on and transforms; that itself should reveal to any person there is indeed a divine intelligence. I am very lucky I presume that I can "See" this and listen to what nature and the world have to tell me. Divine messages that I clearly recognize as fun communication that reminds me of how special and magical life is. And while I might not understand the "how" or the "why" even, or, the "who", I do know there is something very holy and that death does not equate "stopping" at all. Therefore, I won't wax Biblical on anyone, and Jesus was definitely alright with me. I will never claim to have all answers. It's just that my innate faith is caused by a wealth of knowledge I cannot fully explain. And I am totally okay with that.
So my church is the outdoors. I see God's face whenever I am immersed in his beautiful regions. I hear the music of heaven in bird song, babbling brooks, or the rush of wave or rapid. The sweet winds, or powerful storms, I know that this world is not disconnected and isolated from the divine. This means that science and theology can easily go hand in hand for me as well. Rainbows, stars, animals, flora, fauna...I am always surprised when atheists claim there is nothing...duh. The evidence is everywhere to me.
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