I agree that worship isn't confined to the four walls of a church. I worship Christ every day in my car on the way to work, in deep thankfulness for what He has given to me, in the love and innocence I see reflected in the eyes of my grandchildren, in the beauty of the state I live in, the warmth of the sun and the sea air, the rhythm of the waves.

I know my Creator also made these things and that He loves me very much and cares about even the simplest things that concern me.

I know that my son in law left his wife and two little boys for paganism. He moved in with a girl he worked with and broke my daughter's heart and the hearts of his sons. I know he abused my oldest grandson when he was an infant and now he has learning disabilities and it breaks my heart to hear him say, "Grammy, I don't talk right and the other kids make fun of me." I know he used to sniff my youngest daughters underwear and masturbate while married to my daughter.

I know my husband who passed away was married to a Wiccan and he told me about her leaving her two daughters alone each day, all day while she chased after her coven sisters. I know she tried to lead the kindest man I've ever known into the occult trying to tell him he and she had been together in another life and he had tried to kill her and they needed to relive that time and get it right this time. I know she hated me because I loved him so much that together we discovered real happiness and faith in Christ.

That's the only experience I have with Wiccanism and its enough for me.