| "When I was a child I wanted to touch the sky. I have never ceased wanting to touch the sky. And I have touched it, were it only from the top of the United Nations building." These words of Robert Muller (GMW #1125) touched me and reminded me of my own wish to touch the sky. When I got old enough to learn what the sky was, I took a deep breath. The blue that we see is light refracting in the air. The air is the sky, and it comes all the way to the ground! All that you have to do to touch it is to exist.
My brother was in medical equipment, specifically respirators. He told me about visiting a factory laboratory and going into a room that was completely air tight. He said it was the strangest sensation of detachment. Not pleasant. Weird.
I read the Bible a couple of times, and eventually it hit me what John was talking about when he said, "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."
Before ever words were in print they were in the air, in our voices, in our breath. The word that John used for word can also mean breath.
What is air but a mixture of gases? And what was it that blew through the universe after the big bang? A mixture of hydrogen and helium, the breath of God, the Word.
Through the effects of gravity these gases coalesced to form the liquids and solids of reality, and through all of it moves energy or light. The first chapter of John's gospel is a lesson in physics! I often wonder if gravity and light are not profound, fundamental expressions of love.
When I was a child I wanted to travel into space. One day I realized that we are traveling in space already. Earth is our spaceship. Go outside at night and see the stars that we are traveling among. Want to see one up close? Go outside in the daytime. We wouldn't really want to see a star any closer than that. Our Father, who art in heaven... Love,
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