As we traveled west of Socorro yesterday, we went through wide plains, sometimes with sparse vegetation and sometimes grassland, that seemed to go on and on forever with mountains in the distance surrounding the area. A scripture from the book of Psalms came to mind.
Ps 8:3When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; 4What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
I have to admit to feeling pretty small in that situation. There we were in the middle of that wide open space, two very small humans in the only vehicle to be seen, and yet every move we made was known to God.
I thought of that again this evening as we drove toward Elephant Butte with a huge yellow full moon rising over the mountains and then reflecting across the lake. It all fit together with the pictures we saw of the universe when we visited the VLA. How conceited we would be to think that we matter to God–except His word tells us it is true. In that vast universe, He knows the number of hairs on our heads!
We have no big adventures planned for the next few days until we leave for Albuquerque other than sorting pictures, going through CDs and ripping music to MP3, but if there’s a reason for everything we do, it’s all good.