One of my greatest blessings is taking my morning walk in Char-Mar Ridge Cathedral. I know it is usually called Char-Mar Ridge Park, but there are some mornings it just looks like a cathedral. It is so beautiful and I worship and praise God as I walk. I listen to some Christian music on my iPhone and even sing along when no one else is in sight.
In the summer, Char-Mar Ridge Cathedral is a busy place. Between the birds, deer, squirrels, chipmunks, people and dogs, there is a sizable congregation worshipping together. The rest of the year there are mornings where I seem to be the only congregant. It doesn’t matter. As the light streams through the leaves or filters through bare branches, I am amazed at the beauty of creation. God’s fingerprints are all over his creation in the cathedral.
One of my favorite poems is this Emily Dickinson poem:
let the sea resound, and all that is in it.
Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them;
let all the trees of the forest sing for joy.
Let all creation rejoice before the Lord, for he comes