Jaunt

Examining the trees in hues of green, warm from the magnanimous rays of morning sun, their glow melding with the stark contrast of blue sky in the 10 o'clock haze. 
August beginning in continuation of Summer and I my day with the usual routine of milking cows. My eyes dilate as I turn my focus from the out-of-doors to the pulsating milking units. The darkness blinds my eyes for a second, as I have left off the lights in the barn to keep away flies and encourage the cool temperature. 
I ponder the earth and it's place in the universe and I suddenly jaunt through the layers of firmament and sky below me right out into space, gravity not withholding my mind, I leave my body behind. 
I see the earth, a globe of blues, grays and murky greens. I am vaguely aware of the black intensity around me, the sun in the distance and other planets too... all that my imagination could afford. This heaven not being so important however, as the earth fixates my attention. A toy ball rolling on a floor, a top set in motion on a table, I behold the smooth sphere wobble and pivot as if dangling from a bedroom ceiling on invisible strings. I am frightened. I shutter through scenes of my home, then a busy city street, and at last the entirety of humanity going about living. A whole world of people. I fear for my own feet that are left supporting my flesh in the little barn there on that earth. Stunned by this sudden insecurity, would it all give way? 
And then I know that out there, beyond the sides of the sun, stars and space is God. Holding it all together. 
Peaceful. Safe. Solid. 
Insecurity vanishes. I fleet back to my body, awed by His greatness, back to the dim barn and the sweetness of Summer. Who are we, so tiny and decaying, to magnify ourselves? Our cities of skyscrapers, laboratories - plains of microscopic discovery, our highways of traffic by land or sea or sky or airwaves. We are small. So small. So finite. Surrounded by a vastness of universe and even this is diminutive, unpretentious. 
In this I see the true, immense greatness of God in heaven, who does not need anything we have to offer, who is Lord of all. I humble that He should make a way for even insignificant me to be a part of Him and His creation.

Then Paul stood in the midst of Mars' hill, and said,  

Ye men of Athens, I perceive that in all things ye are too superstitious.  

For as I passed by, and beheld your devotions, 

I found an altar with this inscription,  

To The Unknown God. 

Whom therefore ye ignorantly worship, him declare I unto you.  

God that made the world and all things therein, 

seeing that he is Lord of heaven and earth, 

dwelleth not in temples made with hands;  

Neither is worshipped with men's hands, 

as though he needed any thing, 

seeing he giveth to all life, and breath, and all things;  

And hath made of one blood all nations of men 

for to dwell on all the face of the earth, 

and hath determined the times before appointed, 

and the bounds of their habitation;  

That they should seek the Lord, 

if haply they might feel after him, and find him, 

though he be not far from every one of us:  

For in him we live, and move, and have our being; 

as certain also of your own poets have said, 

For we are also his offspring.  

Forasmuch then as we are the offspring of God, 

we ought not to think that the Godhead is like unto 

gold, or silver, or stone, graven by art and man's device. 

And the times of this ignorance God winked at; 

but now commandeth all men every where to repent:  

Because he hath appointed a day, 

in the which he will judge the world in righteousness 

by that man whom he hath ordained; 

whereof he hath given assurance unto all men, 

in that he hath raised him from the dead.  

And when they heard of the resurrection of the dead, 

some mocked: and others said, 

We will hear thee again of this matter.

Acts 17:22-32