‘Fly me to the Moon’

COMFORTABLY snuggled by your airplane seatbelt, you gaze from your window seat at the mountains and plains down below. You wonder how dwarfer than the Lilliputians anything down there gets to be. Half-dream and half-reality, let us take a joy ride into the so-called capsule defying time and space as we enter into the Genesis time-line. Sporting the childlike in us, we hereby gain the liking of the God of the heavens. Let us privilege ourselves beside God to have a human view of the wonders around Him.

The earth looks forlorn when compared to the size of the sun and the neighboring huge planets.

In a twist I suddenly find myself also “dwarfed a million times”: I am back to earth — to the day-to-day behavioral situations like being sandwiched between two feuding human beings. The terrible hatred, the killer instinct so strong and deadly is so commonplace among men and places. I should realize I am in a familiar world — the world of the evil. Her humble measurement accounts to our earth’s low profile. However, in this tiny planet there inhabit billions of so-called human beings who are thousands of times smaller. It is so easy to imagine that the insignificance of their size could just be blown away by one teeny-weeny whiff of thin air coming from the nostril of Someone so mighty and supreme. Why so in heaven’s name are these earthlings so embroiled with each other and are fighting to death since time immemorial? Or going back to our airplane flight analogy: why would two or more ants down there engage in a fight; they are so small a creature that living harmoniously is the most thinkable thing to do. But since God is merciful and forgiving, He allows them to exist and He promised salvation to the takers of His promises and commandments.

It seems that computers, cellphones and ATMs are a creation only God can author. But then they are “man-made”. The allusion is subtle and direct: it defies the omnipotence of God. In like manner that at times our faith dwindles, be reminded that there is one thing about Faith — you don’t have to understand or research on it; just believe it. You don’t have to travel beyond to prove that Someone is responsible for the hundred trillion galaxies out there including our own. Are there other creatures aside from us outside our world? As the saying goes: Only Heaven Knows.