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I’ve worshipped God in inner city and country churches, cathedrals, abbeys and, as part of the Baptist Caravan Fellowship when I was growing up, during services held on a field!  The latter were lovely if the weather was right.  We moved indoors if not.  This was usually inside whoever owned the biggest caravan awning!   One of my favourite memories from that time is of an Airedare cocking its head and howling  when the trumpet was played.  Music critics get everywhere… Harvest Overview Harvest Pulpit Of course true worship isn’t dependent on the building but I was taken with my church’s recent Harvest Festival service.   I suppose it’s because there is farmland around the village where my church is located so I literally see the connections between farming and food.   It’s too easy not to see how blessed we are.  The fact there is a greater distance between seeing food produced and it ending up on plates isn’t go...