From her extraordinary book “An Altar In The World”, Barbara Brown Taylor writes: “People encounter God under shady oak trees, on riverbanks, at the tops of mountains, and in long stretches of barren wilderness. God shows up in whirlwinds, starry skies, burning bushes, and perfect strangers. When people want to know more about God, the son of God tells them to pay attention to the lilies of the field and the birds of the air, to women kneading bread and workers lining up for their pay…This is wonderful news. I do not have to choose between the Sermon On The Mount and the magnolia trees. God can come to me by a still pool on the big island of Hawaii as well as at the altar of the Washington National Cathedral. The house of God stretches from one corner of the universe to the other. Sea monsters and ostriches live in it, along with people who pray in languages I do not speak, whose names I will never know.”
She comments: “I am not in charge of this House, and never will be. I have no say about who is in and who is out. I do not make the rules.”
Wisdom that could save us from ourselves.
Shining Spirit 
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