I remember that scene in "Wind in the Willows". It's an incredibly powerful and moving scene, one that expresses what shines quietly at the heart of life. It is incredibly tragic that some people's missionary zeal against what they term "religion" has blinded them to the sacred and shut their eyes and ears against it.

The Sacred goes so far beyond mere organized religion or religious doctrine...that's what they don't realize. It is confined to no religion. It predates all religion. It is Life itself, and it is what really matters.