As some of you know, I recently completed a business trip to central Florida. That, in and of itself, is not remarkable. My job requires me to travel. Sometimes it’s a rather boring location (Lynchburg, VA in January is not exactly a hotspot), but every now and then, I get a trip where something happens that reminds me of just how amazingly lucky I am to get to travel the way I do.
This trip was one of those. In spite of working long hours in the stifling heat and humidity, the single day off I had during those two weeks made all of it worthwhile. I was working in Titusville, FL, about 10 miles from the Kennedy Space Center. When I finally had a day off, I made a beeline to the visitor center.
Looking up at the immensity of the Saturn V rocket that they have on display, I was struck by the thought that flying into space must be a very humbling experience. No matter how big that rocket is, or how big our world seems, I think that looking down on the globe from orbit must really bring home just how small we are compared to the immensity of God’s creation.
The other thought that struck me as I stood there looking at images taken by the Hubble Telescope was this: The Universe is far too orderly a place to be just a big accident.
Genesis 1:1-31 “In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters. And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. And God saw that the light was good. And God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the
darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, the first day.”