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"Less than the dust of the earth"

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A few things that have helped me feel my own insignificance and also potential in relationship to God.

1. Dad and I hiked Provo Peak a little bit ago. This image was not taken by my but captures the view from the peak very well. As I sat there, pondering briefly between fits of my fear of heights I thought about all the folks down in the valley. All their troubles and concerns. How insignificant they are! There on the mountain I felt closer to the eternal nature of God and His creations.

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!


2. This is a clip of music from How To Train Your Dragon (2010). Trent sent me this and a few others and I have since purchased it. As I listen to this it really strikes me in way I don't really know how to describe. In the film a kid makes a big difference by breaking from his society and in doing so changes it. I am inspired by this song.



3. This clip comes from the first scene of the movie Contact (1997) and is a beautiful illustration of how huge space is. I feel pretty small.


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  1. DeniseSeptember 8, 2010 at 9:37 PM

    Good connections going on here. You really are thinking and transferring. Love, Mom

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  2. David WilliamsSeptember 10, 2010 at 1:20 PM

    Thanks for keeping up the posts G-- great to get some insight into your world this way!!

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