What shall we worship, to whom shall we give reverence? A question as old as mans written history. In grand temples built of stone and ivory, many gather in ritualistic apparel and burn incense to idols and images. In wide open clearings under a silver moon, people with no clothing dance around a fire and sing before a slab of stone as they drink from a cup a mystical drink that releases all inhibitions and lets them be free to do anything they feel. In simple cobble stone buildings, people sit on hard wooden pews and recite songs handed down from their ancestors. They hear words taken from an old book that has been translated through the ages. They bow their heads in reverence to a piece of wood with a man upon it and hope against hope for forgiveness of their sins. Whether in grand buildings laden with fine Gold and Jewels, or in the Cathedral of nature under the grand open sky or in the simplest of buildings that are painted with piety, all of seek something more than we are. So let us go to church and hope that we have chosen well.