After a meaningful afternoon at a Blue Star Marker dedication, the daily purging of weeds, and a stop at the store, we decided to attend a Saturday worship service at our church. It was the culmination of a day filled with outdoor activities, which we were not able to attend. We sometimes worship on Saturday night and the pull of worshipping outdoors was beckoning us, so, we packed a few chairs into the car and off we went.
There is something about worshipping outside that appeals to both of us, and perhaps to you as well. It doesn’t happen all-that-often in a midwest climate, but many houses of worship fit a picnic or social or some other activity outdoors with a service to the Lord included. Whether in a forest preserve or on a field, along a gurgling stream, or atop a mountain, or even in a parking lot, there is a sense of wonder and awe saying a prayer or giving thanks under the sky above us.
As we sang and prayed, the clouds were doing their own liturgy above us. I really WAS paying attention, but, just could not resist taking a few clouds home with me.