Tim and I were talking the other day after he sent me a link on IM to an AMAZING shot of outer space that then links you to this picture of the Pale Blue Dot (Earth is that TINY, TINY speck at top within in the red band of light!). I mean you can barely see it. Taken from 4 billion miles away!
This just makes me feel SO small. Especially this quote that was contained therein by Carl Sagan:
“That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar”, every “supreme leader”, every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”
Tim says this is what proves to him that there is a God and I can agree with that.
But here’s more proof for me:
On August 12, 2006 my nephew Daniel was born 14 weeks early at a mere 1 pound 13 ounces and looked like this in the NICU.
Today, he is thriving and a sweet, smart, beautiful 2 1/2 year old that looks like this.
That my friends is proof of God.
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