His Temple

I always find God in Nature. Standing under the towering Redwoods that have been there for thousands of years is so humbling.


God’s hands that formed these majestic trees–His presence still lingers, and swirls, and fills my lungs with heavenly breath. Supernatural, ancient, wise.


This is His temple. His creation, His wisdom, His joy. I feel Him closer here than most anywhere else.


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