Assignment: Write about a point in your life when you have experienced the “bird’s eye view”. It can be a time you were flying, or a time when you looked back on your life and have seen how the pieces fit together.
The higher you go, the farther away things seem. The smaller they become, even though nothing actually shrinks. Atop a ladder, ants practically disappear, yet their strength remains the same. From the top of a skyscraper, some get nauseous and adults appear to be scurrying around like small toddlers. Yet they haven’t changed one bit. From an airplane, you can’t even identify people. Fields are recognizable, and maybe the bigger buildings and landmarks. You get a bigger view of your local neighbourhood, and where your house sits in the grand scheme of things. Suddenly you realize that your living space, though cozy and tight, isn’t so microscopic after all. Life is so much bigger outside of yourself.
Size aside, I’m reminded that our infinite God spoke this world into existence. He is bigger than all of it, certainly much bigger than me. My problems, at times insurmountable, are put into their rightfully small place in the world. It doesn’t mean that I don’t matter–it means that I don’t control the world. There are billions of other people with their own colossal problems. But colossal problems lead the way to blessings of epic proportions. My capabilities are limited to a minute view of the world; only what’s fits within my periphery. I’m most glad to serve a God who has the best view of the larger picture. I’m also content that my smallness allows me to nestle in the palm of His mighty hand.