Wow Jonas! I was sent to a Seventh-Day Adventist boarding school and college. And I did *not* find God on a bench, though my mind asked the good folks lots of questions, my soul lay sleeping. I understood something of God’s love for us, Christ’s love for us, when i became a mother. And I found it in all growing things. I have a friend who wants me to return to church, to sit with me, and sing with me, and that would be sweet. But I feel closer to Heaven in my garden, at the pond with my swan friends. And slightly guilty for it. Thanks for your thoughts on this. When I picture Jesus, he is not in a building but in the elements. Not saying church isn’t great . . .