Like most of you, I was fascinated with the spacecraft “fly-by” last week of Pluto. Amazing to be looking at something so clear which the human eye had never seen before. Equally remarkable is the fact that it was only 112 years ago that the Wright brothers developed the airplane. That’s a big jump from just getting something off of the ground to sending something flying to the furthest point in our solar system in just over a century.

 This past Sunday I attended Evensong at the National Cathedral. I had family in town so was sure to take and show them the window in the cathedral with the moon rock, and then we sat in the choir for the service. The Rev. Jan Naylor Cope spoke about all of the events that happened in our world last week. She, like myself, admitted to being utterly fascinated with this Pluto voyage. I had not thought of it in theological terms until she mentioned something in her sermon. She discussed how God, who created all that is, everywhere, was just as present and active on the surface of Pluto (which varies from being 2.6 – 4.6 billion miles away) as God is present in my own personal, daily life here on earth. It reminds me that God is so much bigger than anything we can categorize or imagine.

          And have the bright immensities received our risen Lord,

                   where light years frame the Pleiades and point Orion’s sword?

                   Do flaming suns his footsteps trace through corridors sublime,

                   the Lord of interstellar space and Conqueror of time?

          The heaven that hides him from our sight knows neither near nor far;

                   an altar candle sheds its light as surely as a star:

                   And where his loving people meet to share the gift divine,

                   there stands he with unhurrying feet; there heavenly splendors shine.

                                                Text from Hymn 459, Howard Chandler Robbins