Church - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The church of rock and pillar is nothing without the many colours of light.
The church was once my cocoon, yet now my time as a butterfly has come.
In the black church I found a light within.
The church invites the angel within all to spread confident wings as shelter for all mankind.
To raise one's voice in song within the church is of no purpose if the heart doesn't do the same.
Preach me church in your loving actions or not at all.
For the most part, the forest was my church, for I need to be able to see the heavens, feel the openness, experience the sunlight and let the birdsong be a salve to my mind. It was then my mind was free, then that I felt I was enough. I was one animal walking among many, all of us different yet connected. I guess it simply felt homely in a way that felt right, me quietly giving of my affections and nature giving back, nurturing a part that those stone walls left cold. As I became older, I softened in my feelings toward those steeple spires, toward those bells and windows of many hues. For just as a house needs love to be a home, those walls of rock needed love to be a church. The day I felt that love, the day it flowed as easily as a natural breeze and the light of the son came from the eyes around, it felt right too.