A Grain of Sand

When I look up in the sky, I see all those stars. I think of all those stars being suns like our sun and that each and every sun have clusters of planets, moons, asteroids, and even comets revolving around them all. Those planets orbiting around out there just like this one; some are gas, others are liquid, yet others are solid.

Even to narrow the livable planets down to a third through this simple equation, then the thought comes into it, of all the different chemicals that would surround the atmosphere of each of those planets. You wonder too of the climate. Are they too hot, too cold, too dark, too light? Or are the conditions just right for us like this planet.

Perhaps this planet really is a one in a million, a true miracle. There are still billions of suns out there, each one surrounded with anywhere between one to seven planets, perhaps even more. The orbiting planets would total into the trillions or even zillions if that number exists. So for a planet like Earth to be "one in a million", it still presents factors of there being sufficient planets out there just like ours.

The colours could be different to what we perceive as normal, the plants could be blue or the sky green. Perhaps they have a whole range of colours that we are unable to even imagine.

Maybe the beings aren't like humans or animals on this planet, but a form of life, intelligent or otherwise, entirely different.

I have always believed that God did create the universe, even if scientists have proved the "Big Bang" theory. Someone had to create the ingredients for this massive explosion.

An explosion so big, that the scientists have proven that the universe is still expanding due to the effect of this initial 'big bang'.

To me, this only proves how amazing all life is. The fact that there is enough space out there for planets and suns to continue to be created; even as we live our lives.

Where did all that space come from? And, as the universe in its entirety expands, so does the Earth in its own way. For although the Earth, like its neighbouring planets, stays spherical in appearance, it continues to change the landmasses and the various seas to balance and counterbalance the constant turbulence that continues day after day in its very center.

The magma itself, a constant boiling mass, as if to be the heartbeat of the planet. You can't help but wonder if the magma affects the very gravity of the planet and the pull as the planet revolves around the sun in the same way that the human heart continually pumps blood around the body. A vital necessity so the human body can receive the much needed oxygen.

The amazing wonder of the idea that everything which needs to survive, relies on some form of movement, internally or externally, for its survival.

In the human body, our organs, blood, cells, our very genes in continuous motion.

Even on the land and in the sea. Marine life, birds, down to the tiniest ripple in a pond; water itself being just cells that are more active than those on land. Yet nothing stays still.

Mountains, hills, trees, plants, even cacti. The creatures that you see hibernate, will still have internal movement despite appearing in a state of stillness.

The sand, in its coarseness, though not the smallest item on this planet, but it comes close to what the human eye can naturally see without the assistance of technology. Even the sand doesn't escape movement, for it becomes a traveler that is picked up by the various winds. Once dislodged from its place of formation, be that a grand canyon or a cliff face overlooking 'the edge of the world', gets carried from dune to dune, or along beaches, hills and even bushlands. As it becomes finer, worn down by the constant breezes, its then lifted up by stronger winds that blow them across continents.

Sand that perhaps was once on the coast of Hawaii, as an example, could be carried around the globe to end up somewhere in Africa, Asia or perhaps Australia.

Proof of this can also be seen too with ash from an erupting volcano on one side of the world only to be blown across continents to the other side, appearing as darkened clouds that lightly stain the whitest of buildings. Ash from volcanoes in Asia could ground planes in Europe or even the U.S.

Many wonderful miracles have been recognised and witnessed by thousands who have told stories of the things that have happened to them or someone they know. I have also witnessed various miracles in my own life.

The Biggest Miracle of all though, which is briefly spoken of in Genesis, and is a true wonder that often goes unnoticed by many caught up in this post modern "rat race", is the miracle of the universe itself and everything in it, right down to the synchronicity of rhythm and time.

To think that everything - from our solar system and its suns, planets, comets, to every species on this planet alone, that exist today all could have started with something, as small as, if not smaller than a grain of sand.