I never get bored of the majesty of woodland canopies, always I look up in awe at natures wonders. Clothed in springs new finery, you feel enclosed as if in one of natures cathedrals, looking up at mighty boughs forming a vaulted a roof atop sturdy pillars of Beech and Oak. I can't understand why Christians would choose to worship their creator inside cold buildings, as beautiful as some of them are, when the wonders they believe he created outshine even the most majestic and would appear to have be created for the purpose.
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