My church is in the sky,
Where the shapes of the clouds
Remind me of the things of the earth.
My church is on the ground,
Where fruits and vegetables grow,
And blossoms flourish in colorful array.
My church is in my car,
Where I listen to gravelly voices
Who sing of pain and repentance and love.
My church is on the river,
Where the water flows clear and free
Like God’s will as we choose to step into it.
My church is in my home,
Where I light a candle and pray
And the Spirit lives with me and in me
Providing wisdom and respite.