Psalm 23

----though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,I will fear no evil: For thou art with me----
During church this morning, as the preacher brought out his bible, something occured to me. My first thought, as the preacher reached for his bible, was "Oh, yea, he has the same bible as us." Then another thought flashed across, and what exactly does "us" mean. The bible does not belong to only Americans, or Texans, or the individuals that can afford one. The bible belongs to the world. The God that I worship is the same in Amarillo Tx, Abilene Tx, and Oxford England. I wish I took a picture of the captivating building I worhsiped in this morning. The church that I stood in is hundreds of years older than my country. Adorned with elaborate paintings and detailed architecture, the church was a masterpiece within itself. But what made the church so beautiful was the mordernization of the building to be a church in the present day and age. Against the elaborate walls, were chairs and a stage for the band. The contrast of the ancient architecture and sharp lines of the modern atmosphere caught my breath. I am very excited to learn and experience how this country and this exquisite city worhsips the Lord.