I recently saw a color picture (fiery oranges, icy blues, dark background) of a spiral galaxy, light years away to be seen as a whole. That is a wonder of the universe, and despite my eighty-eight years, makes me want to take up Jesus’ offer of eternal life. There’s so much to be seen and experienced. Each of those orange dots in the galaxy is a sun with its own planets, its own plants and faunae.
Even here on Earth are people, strange, some of them, good and evil, some who’d blow me up, like Putin, because of a selfish inclination. But he can’t get at my core, my soul. We are all here, different, unique. Some are here as marvels, some as piranhas, all as wonders.
Here’s to Creation and its extraordinariness.
Civilization 