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Pastor's Monthly Newsletter Message

May 2009

Dear Friends,

If I were to cite one bond that seems to draw us together, it is the perpetual search for significance, especially in light of the Psalmist’s words that reverberate throughout the heavenly spheres:

 

O Lord, our Lord,

How majestic is thy name in all the earth! …

When I look at thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,

the moon and the stars which thou hast established;

what are human beings that thou art mindful of them,

and mortals that thou doest care for them?  (Psalm 8:1, 3-4)

 

It is reported that the star Betelgeuse, which forms the right shoulder of the constellation Orion, is 400 million times larger than our sun.  How unimportant we seem!—like ants to an Mt. Everest—inhabiting a world that is but a miniscule entity in a vast, endless, silent space.  A common denominator for all of us seems to be the universal search for personal  significance.

A number of years ago, Antoinette Wyke took her seven-year-old daughter to the Morehead Planetarium and Science Center located at the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill.  As they leaned back in their cushioned seats and as the room darkened, there soon unfolded before them a panoramic sky of spectacular brilliance and infinite complexity: planets in our solar system whirled with breathtaking speed around the sun; the Milky Way appeared in its unparalleled luminosity; eighty-eight graphic constellations marked off the divisions of the heavens, constellations such as the Charioteer, Cassiopeia, Orion, Pegasus, the Archer, Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, and Taurus the Bull, which contained the magnificent clusters of stars known as the Pleiades and the Hyades.  At the conclusion of that cosmic spectacle, mother and daughter left the planetarium and moved into the night, thick darkness surrounding them.  Antoinette Wyke looked up into the heavens and beheld with her naked eye the same overpowering splendor she had witnessed in the theatre.  She was immediately struck by her insignificance as one infinitesimal dot on a tiny planet in a remote corner of the universe.  In that unbearable recognition, her previous sense of well-being was dramatically reduced to an irrefutable sensation of futility.   She too could have cried out:  Who has put me here?  (and for what purpose?)  I am as a guest that tarrieth but a day. (Blaise Pascal, Pensées, Section III, 206)   But then, moving slowly through the darkness, Wyke’s seven-year-old daughter reached for her mother’s hand, which she instinctively found in an instant. Ah, thought Wyke, here is the answer to the human equation: the essential component is love.

A member of our congregation often says: There is only love.  In light of this, it seems that the Source of our significance is love, the essential component of the human equation.  When we feel alone in the silence of the vast, endless universe, searching for significance; when we feel alone in the dark night of our soul or in a dark night on a dark road upon a dark earth, then it would be well for us to find someone to love or to love well someone we have already found . . .God does! and that someone is you, and it is I.

Faithfully yours,

Calvin C. Wilson