From Above

From up here, the world just seems so small. 

I sit looking and think that nearly everything that I know and love is nothing more than a greyish carpet on the valley floor. 

I look down on a child and can see his entire world in a glance, just by looking both ways before crossing the street.

I look up at the stars and think that the Creator of all those stars must see my world in a similar way. 

A speck.

But I smile to know that even though my little world is but an insignificant grey patch in an insignificant little valley,

My world

And everyone in it

Mean 

The 

World 

To Him 

So I find myself looking down on my little world and smiling. 

Also, happy earth day folks!