The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him in truth. —Psalm145:18 (kjv)
My place of worship is sometimes the front seat of the ranch pickup. Sometimes it’s my kitchen table. It can be a mossy boulder of basalt lava, shaded by a sweet-smelling ponderosa pine tree. Or it can be on a stack of baled hay in the barn with an unseen batch of kittens mewing somewhere nearby. Here, it’s easy to sit right next to God.
As a child, my family and I were members of a small Lutheran church. I miss it now that I’ve made my way as a rancher. It is a downside to living so far from town and working seven days a week. I miss the old hymns sung off-key. I miss Pastor Bob and his broad smile of genuine welcome. I miss the potlucks with the inevitable lutefisk and the Scandinavian dishes. I miss catechism class, all three of us.
Although I sincerely long for the companionship and fellowship of a church congregation, every day can be Sunday if I work it right. God is everywhere . . . all I have to do is look.
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