The Cathedral Door

While in England, we saw many beautiful castles and cathedrals. On our journey, lofty places ornately built for worship. And I loved it all. This door is from Christ Church, Oxford, UK. We were able to go through these doors and experience an Evensong service. But, on our way back home, I began to think of places, simple places that also inspire worship. Our creek, a morning walk, the woods, watching the birds...all made and sustained by God. And so these words came...

The woods are my cathedral

Built by the King of Kings

And the feather robed choir in the treetops

Lift their sweet voices and sing.

Worship is all around here

From the squirrel, the birds, and the bees

In chorus they raise their voices

From the cathedral of the trees.

All are welcome to this worship

Amid holy pillars standing tall

To whisper prayers in worship

To the God who made it all.

Find rest beside streams of water

And find there is so much more

Worship the King of all creation

And open your heart, the cathedral door.

Linda Dodson

2025