A Cowboy's Church

A Cowboy's Church by Alice Shimmin Kessel (daughter of Thomas Shimmin, Dickey Co., ND)

“I did not go to church today, and worship with the rest;

I watched the cattle grazing near, my shanty in the West.

The bumble bees drank holy wine, from flowers on the plain;

The ants received their bread of life before the coming rain.

As I prayed for peace on earth, I watched a cloud sail by;

Birds overhead sang joyously, they were my choir on high.

I did not go to church today and worship with a few;

But I could feel your presence, God - there in my hillside pew.”

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Wishing you a very blessed Sunday!