Thankful for Jupiter
Guest post by Julie Robinson.
This morning, I’m reminded to be thankful for Jupiter, and a few other things…
I keep thinking about that planet Jupiter, and how Jupiter is so large, and placed so perfectly that all these meteorites that should hit the Earth, are sucked into Jupiter’s orbit and crash into its surface instead; and how some of those meteorites are so big, the dust as they hit is the size of Earth.
The other night I heard how if the Earth was just a bit smaller or the bit bigger, it couldn’t be inhabited by people because the levels of oxygen wouldn’t be right for us.
And that gravity — that keeps us all here and walking around, it’s not the same on every planet, but it’s just right for us…
The air that we breathe and the water that we drink, the plants that can grow here, all so perfect for us…
And if we were a just a little bit closer to the sun, we’d be burnt to a frizzle; or a little bit further away, we’d all freeze.
And that moon we look at every night, just keeps on track revolving around our Earth, day in and day out, and never misses a beat.
And together, like cogs in a wheel, our big earth (protected by a bigger Jupiter) and our moon keep on their steady courses around the sun and they do it year in and year out.
I’m no scientist, but if Jupiter is taking hits for us, and most of us don’t even know it, why sweat about the rest?
Other people might have their explanations for this — but there’s no way that clockwork just happened mysteriously from a Big Bang of gases one fine day, when there weren’t any days.
Those thoughts make me do two things:
Throw my hands up and say, thank you to the God I believe created it all; and to remind myself not to sweat the small stuff.
So my gratitude thought for today is for Jupiter and my resolution for the week ahead is not to worry.
He’s got the whole world in His hands.
Like that song we sang as kids…
“He’s got you and me brother in His hands.
He’s got you and me sister in His hands,
He’s got that little bitty baby in His hands,
He’s got the whole wide world in His hands.”
Why not put any worries in His hands and have a worry-free day!
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Julie Robinson is the wife of Mark Robinson MP and mother of seven.
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Thank you for this post, it is so interesting. I had no idea about Jupiter protecting us. You may like to read my poems about Creation and the Big Bang. AWESOME CREATION
More than the minds of a million men
could imagine or design
Is the awesome glory of Creation’s
majesty divine.
To catalogue the wonders of God’s
bounteous universe
Needs encyclopaedic knowledge
of every field diverse.
Oh, what ants **men must appear
to One so infinite
That choirs of heavenly angels
pay homage to His might,
And yet what Love and Grace bestowed
to conquer each dark night-
The sacrifice of Christ, His Son
to indicate His Light.
23.6.2002
** Thinking back to the view from the 1st floor of the Eiffel Tower, where the cars below looked like matchbox toys! And BIG BANG? OR GOD’S GUIDING HAND?
If Nature was all caused by cataclysmic accidentals
One would think that there would be some disasters monumental!
Should a Nanny-goat spend her days spinning webs of pure silk,
She may find her home a trifle light, and sour all her milk!
And imagine if a spider grew horns six centimetres?
He’d have to give up floating, maybe join some friendly cheetahs?
If an elephant ate honey, he might have a sticky trunk,
But he would get very hungry, if he couldn’t have it shrunk!
Would a dragonfly breathe fire? or a kookaburra burrow?
Or perhaps we’d plant a wheat seed, and a rose rise from the furrow?
Imagine if a sheep would grow grass upon his back?
And if trees did not have leaves, then shade we all would lack!
Just imagine how a beak would be, on a butterfly!
It might look quite top-heavy, when you see him stumble by!
And if pigs could really fly, and horses had bright wings,
What a different world we’d have, all sorts of crazy things!
No, I can’t believe that Nature and the miracles of life
Were all caused in outer space by some meteoric strife!
There had to be a guiding Hand, of wisdom far above.
And He is a God of Majesty, of Power, and of Love.
11.3.2002
You are worthy, our Lord and God to receive glory and honour and power, for You created all things, and by Your will they were created and have their being.
— Rev. 4:11
Thank you Julie, I love this. I’m passing it on…