The Worship of Nature

Reading this article in conjunction with "The Disappearance of God" by Miller made me realize how much I do "worship" nature. I am Catholic, and growing up with a religious mother has never really given me room to explore other "religions." I really wouldn't go so far as to say that I worship nature, but I enjoy nature as an extension of God's work. It makes me closer to God when I'm out and about with nature: the flowers, the wind, the water.... In a way, I worship nature because I worship God. It's like the old algebraic equation of a+b=c. You know, if I worship God, and nature is a creation/extension of God, then I worship nature. I am babbling. I haven't been having very good days - worrying about what I'm going to do with the rest of my life. Last night, I went to get coffee at a shop off Lake Austin. It was absolutely wonderful. The weather was great and the city lights reflected off of the glistening water. Everything looks really peaceful at night. Going there and being with nature really helped me relax. The trees were massaging my back and the wind nourishing my soul.