10 And it came to pass that it was for the space of many hours before Moses did again receive his natural strength like unto man; and he said unto himself: Now, for this cause I know that man is nothing, which thing I never had supposed.
Moses 1: 10
More than a decade ago, I lay under the stars overwhelmed by this idea: I am very small on the vastness of the visible universe.
(Nevermind the visible universe is very small in the vastness of everything.)
As I lean back in a chair at camp on the first morning of what I plan to be several weeks away from civilization, I am overwhelmed by the vastness of what I can see.
Stars. From horizon to horizon.
The immensity of what is around me is heavy. It defies description.
It isn’t a vision comparable to what Moses received. But the outcome is the same.
I am nothing. I am physically not more than a rounding error different from the dust on my boots.
But who I am and what I do matters to the Author of the Immensity of the Universe.