Last week my Pastor was in Jerusalem.
This week a friend/co-worker is in South Africa.
Tonight my dad and brother fly into Atlanta having spent the last few days in Bolivia.
Not to insult your intelligence, but to get there they rode on an airplane for a relatively small amount of time. While they’ve been traveling, I’ve been able to interact with them through text message, Facebook or FaceTime Video Chat. Think about that. Don’t think about it through the filter of present day technology and access. If you can, think through the filter of your great-grandparents.
I was able to able to type a message into a phone not plugged up to anything and my Pastor received the message standing near the Sea of Galilee, typed a return message and I read it standing at a gas station in North Georgia. All of this happened in less than 3 minutes.
I held an iPad, and using my fingers on the screen gave commands to connect to my brother’s iPad in South America. Our cameras turned on so I could see his ugly mug and he could see mine. And we talked while looking at each other for 10 minutes.
All of this makes the world, which used to seem really, really big, seem really, really small.
Then I read this from Isaiah 40:
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
Has it not been told you from the beginning?
Have you not understood since the earth was founded?
He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth,
and its people are like grasshoppers.
He stretches out the heavens like a canopy,
and spreads them out like a tent to live in.
He brings princes to naught
and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing.
No sooner are they planted,
no sooner are they sown,
no sooner do they take root in the ground,
than he blows on them and they wither,
and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.
“To whom will you compare me?
Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One.
Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:
Who created all these?
He who brings out the starry host one by one
and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,
not one of them is missing.
Isaiah 40:21-26 (NIV)
The world has always been small in the hands of the One who created it.
This little grasshopper just loses perspective sometimes.