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Space: Eye and ear perspective

My friend James sent me an email this morning that showed the scale of the earth compared to the sun. The diagram even went on to show the scale of our sun to star further out in the universe. At this level of the diagram, the earth is invisible on the chart. The earth is invisible! Wow!



Sometimes it is easy to allow little things to overwhelm us. It's possible that there are many little things that add up to a large burden, but in the light of this universal diagram, what we think is important is determined by our perspective. What may seem like a big deal could be invisible to someone else and vice versa.

Going one step further, take a look at an image taken with the Hubble ultra deep field telescope of countless 'entire' galaxies billions of light years away.



This next image is taken of one of the darkest spots in space.



It is humbling and awesome when I consider the vastness of the universe. Even in a section of space that seems to be dark and void, when looking with the right perspective unexpected galaxies are discovered.

In this time of advent, we are waiting for the light to arrive. On Christmas morning, we celebrate the birth of Jesus as well as the illumination he brought and continues to bring to humankind. When Jesus was born he created a new galaxy of light, hope and love on our humble little planet.

It is necessary that we have,
Ears that hear and eyes that see (Proverbs 20:12), if we are to take part of the becoming of earth as it is in heaven.

My friend's email helped me to see a little clearer this morning. Even in the midst of all that is to come this week and the next before the arrival of Christmas Day, may I keep my eyes and ears focused on the light in the seemingly dark spots of the universe, both yours and mine. I might be humbled and surprised by the light of an unexpected tiny star.



The Light of the World by William Holman Hunt

1851-53 /Oil on canvas over panel /arched top, 49 3/8 x 23 l/2 inches

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Keble College, Oxford.


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