The other day I had to photograph a church. I admit everytime I have to photograph a church or enter a church the main feeling I have is doubt. I don't doubt that there is a force more powerful than me at work here...just look at nature, look at the vastness of space and all the stuff hurling around in it...there is definitely a higher power. But I always doubt religion---maybe because religion itself can't make up its mind. My dad always used to tell me that he didn't know, but he believes in this--'Do unto others as you would have done unto you.' He took that out of his learning over the years. His mom was a believer of Jesus. I remember being little and staying over gramma and grampas house and when she put me to bed she would recite the lords prayer. When she did this her face scrunched up in deep thought. She not only said the words but felt them deeply. She was a great woman. So I don't not believe, but I have my doubts. I remember a painting called 'doubting Thomas' where this guy in a suit seemed to be investigating an earthquake and almost without believing what he could see he placed his finger into the crack of the earth to see if it was real. I was thinking about all this stuff that day I was sent out to photograph this church. God and doubt, God and Country, God and religion and God and Nature. It was a good day. Photographs by Richard Sayer.