(This is a picture of Earth. Yes. If you look very carefully and closely, you’d see it.
Just below the center line, on the right side, bathed in sunbeam. Yes, it’s that speck of dust.)
In a universe where the whole, entire earth is just a speck, who am I? Much smaller than a speck, I guess. Do I want to live for something smaller than a speck (self)? Or do I want to live for something bigger than everything (God)? When it is put that way, do I really have a choice?
Yet even though I am smaller than a speck, God cares for me. He visits me. And He cares for me. I will praise Him for His infinite kindness!
When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, The moon and the stars, which You have ordained, What is man that You are mindful of him, And the son of man that You visit him? For You have made him a little lower than the angels, And You have crowned him with glory and honor. -- Psalm 8:3-5 (NKJV)
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