I went to church today,
the one not far from home,

I went to the church where the wildflowers grow,
on the field the deer like to roam.

So, I went to church today,
with my beloved at my side,
the one who knows these hills the best,
where I said yes to be his bride.

I went to church today,
and that preacher, he was on fire,
he taught me how to take this life,
to always questions, always inquire.

He told me once I cease to wonder,
that I will cease to be,
that I must pursue a life of seeking,
hold each day in uncertainty.

I went to church today,
to the one that holds the birds.
I went to the church today,
that says the most without a word.

I love the first photo best. And your poetry is beautiful too.
My favorite church. Thank you.
Beautiful shots…
Lovely post; pictures are spectacular.
Once again, a beautiful post….in words and photos.
That is the main reason I stopped going to “church” because church is everywhere, it is all sacred!
what hawaii said !
Went to the exact same church this morning…all the way out here in Massachusetts. It was a magical morning of rare birds, stags and sunflowers. Beyond magical. Enjoyed this post.
Beautiful words and pictures. Worshipping nature is the best worship there is.
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stunningly Beautiful! Thank You!
I don’t know what it is about your blog exactly, but I truly love every entry. Thanks for the little bit of happiness in my inbox.
I loved this post so much. Especially the last line.
This post really resonates with me. I find the great outdoors to be where I have my most “spiritual” experiences. Thank you for sharing!
You expressed how I feel. Thanks.
Simple. Beautiful.
Lovely.
Well AMEN to that! These pictures are some of your best, if that’s even possible. And a beautiful poem, to boot.
I actually got married outside by the water because that’s where I feel the most ‘connected’ – like you – in nature.
Beautiful.
Thank you for the lovely words and images. Church is in your heart and soul. It is never far away–even if it feels like it is. Taking the time to remember and be wonder-struck is the best way to find inner peace. Peace!
Beautiful!
Pretty pretty pretty!
Lovely and very inspiring!
beautiful description of the best kind of church experience–the kind within yourself, within nature. xoxo
Beautiful and heart felt gf…:):):) A true country girl’s heart with her man….we do belong where we are at in the country….hard to explain but God blesses some of us to live in the middle of no where and if we can attend a country church in our community we are richly blessed by others who have lived here longer and can encourage us to be strong and tough when things get weird…and they will…but they are so perfectly blessed in the long run….hang on tight:) I am with ya:)!
Beautiful
Hey lady, I thought of your blog again the other day, and nominated your for the Sunshine Award because you bring a little bit of S.Dakota sunshine to my N.Dakota world every time I visit your blog
Have a lovely weekend! http://threelittlewildflowers.com/2012/08/24/a-big-thank-you/
Your blog is a source of wonder, a joy connected to things that count. I have nominated you and your blog for The Sunshine Award. Please connect with the information listed on my site– http://warnerwriting.wordpress.com –and enjoy.
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Hey there!
I nominated you for the Addictive Blog Award. Please find the link to your blog here: http://thesugarlump.com/2012/08/26/the-addictive-blogger-award/.
Best wishes!
Sugarlump
Gorgeous pictures and writing. I read this several times and loved it more each time.
This is beautiful. Your words and your photos go together so beautifully. This post filled me with wonder and gave me such a serene feeling. I really loved it and I’m sure I will come back to read it time and time again. Thanks for sharing this, and I hope you have a lovely, wonder-filled weekend.
Beautiful
so wonderful its always good to see so many beautiful farm photos
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