Sep 7 • General discussion
The Miracle
written today 9/6/26
The Miracle
As I sit here in my kitchen looking out at the beauty of nature in its glory, I think about the planet in its wonder as it rotates around the sun. It's dusk, and the deer are waiting to dash from their hiding places into view. As I look up into the sky through the skylight, I know that stars will soon twinkle onto the late summer celestial landscape. It's all such a miracle, life, the planets, stars and universe I mean, and how it all fits together like a rotating puzzle. Even the microscopic little cells that make us, have a nuclei and protons that move around them more accurately than the hands of a clock. I think about everything that rotates around everything. Not just the cells that make us, but also the stars and planets in our solar system, and those in our galaxy that are captured in a circulating magnetic energy that can burst or get swept up in black holes, those entities that bring questions rather than answers. I love how the moon changes for me on beautiful nights in the summer, and on crisp fall evenings, because I can see it and appreciate it as seemingly hangs there during its circular ride. As I ponder how everything rotates in me and around everything else, I realize that humanity is lost in midst of miracles and eternity. It feels like time is one and we are barely part of it, and then again what is time. Can it bend and live again or in the future? How mysterious it all is. I often think of the vacant space in the sky and what it is or isn't. Is space something or nothing, and if it is something, how did it get there? People often say that the Universal power of love that they call GOD has made it, and that it is this power that can save the miracle. Clearly there has been enough food for every person on earth to eat from the beginning, and clean fresh air for us all to breath until now. Through the skylight in my kitchen the stars emerge slowly as the light of the sun disappears, and I can only live in the moment and think of how beautiful life is for me while hoping that humanity will rise above the vanity with me to preserve the miracle for everyone. There is one thing of which I am sure-- Like all of you, I am just one tiny piece of a vast rotating universe, and while I am insignificant, I can make a difference and acknowledge that doing the most we can do, and being the best we can be, opens our eyes to the true meaning of existence, even if we never know how the miracle began or how it will end!
Susan's Mom Sandy
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