Man used to think he was something big, something great, something huge in the universe. Then, Copernicus came along, and man found out that he was just a knot on a knot on a speck on a knot of a speck of that knot in the universe. Man was not nearly as big, great and huge as he thought. There was more, greater and exceeding abundantly more out there than his tiny little significance.
How big is the universe anyway? Just when scientist think they know the answer, they find it to be even greater in size. How many stars and galaxies are out there, and just how did they get there anyway? If those celestial bodies are so huge, so vast, so Brobdingnagian, why would tiny little man even begin to believe he was intelligent enough to figure it all anyway?
An old manuscript describes the one who rolls the oceans around like a drop in his palm. It says he measures the universe with his span. Now for those who don't know, a “span” is about the distance from the end of a person's thumb to the tip of his or her pinky finger. Spread the hand, and that's how he measures the universe.
This writing goes on to say that the stars, as huge as they are, were the work of his fingers, and that he knows each of them by name. Think of all those names, and try to accomplish that task, oh. “little knot”. It might be just a tad easier just to get to know the one who knows. Until tomorrow...Why Say More?
I'm just a frayed knot!
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