I played Hoods up, The Low-Down Technified Blues by theillalogicalspoon to my wife. "just listen to the first verse" I said.
I don't wanna get up for church in the mornin,
church in the mornin, souls alive!
Heaven come to earth and there won't be no church
we'll meet down by the riverside,
there we'll swim with all creation,
never get tired never bored,
don't worry someday there'll be no dam between us and our Lord
She listened, smilied and said "that is so me". It is also more and more me too. Not just the "I don't want go to church" bit but, the sense that nature is where we commune with God. That it was nature in it's raw state (the wilderness) that the Israelites fled too (away from the civillised egyptians) and where John Baptised Jesus outside of the established civillised religion. It is where Jesus the discovers his mission. The more aware of it I become the more I see it in scripture, from the Cedars of Lebanon (that were cut down to build civilisations) to the tower of Babel which saw people move from a concentrated city population to spread out tribes. Even Cain's offering, a result of farming, was rejected in favour of Abel's hunting and gathering offering.
This sense of returning to the wild as a central part of connecting with the divine is never explicitly stated in scripture. It's just a constant under current. Even domesticated Paul says that we all have an understading of God not because of what God has done through humans and how clever we are or, because of how Xns love each other, or even because of the story of Jesus but, because we find God in creation in the wilderness.
My faith is not longer just about caring for creation but going wild in it.