LOST
I recently saw a photo taken by the Hubble Telescope. The image was filled with smudges and blurs, each one a distant galaxy from the oldest part of the universe seen to date.
I got to thinking about how big and vast the universe is. Astronomers tell us that there are maybe 100 thousand million stars just in the Milky Way, which is but one of MILLIONS of galaxies.
Out of all those millions upon billions of stars, the number of planets that could support life of any kind has got to make up a very small percent of the total universe even under the most optimistic of scenarios.
That's a lot of real estate to keep track of, even for a God. Maybe it is too much. I know we are taught to believe that God knows all and sees all, but whose word do we have for that besides . . . well, us?
Suppose that for just a mini-milli-microsecond of time God lost track of us. And now He is trying to find us, a single teardrop in an incomprehensibly vast ocean. I am haunted by this image of God stepping out of eternity to search for his lost children.
Or maybe the search has been called off. Maybe God has moved on, found closure. Where does that leave us?
February 21, 2010
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