This past weekend I was able to have an experience that few members of humankind are able to enjoy —flight.

Though this is commonplace to some, it is only a dream to many in this world. This rare pleasure came to me early in the morning before the sun had even risen above the horizon. The cloudless sky and my seat by the window gave the perfect vantage point to view the many homes, rivers and towns that seemed to slowly drift by as we continued on our journey in the sky. Around 7 a.m., the horizon had an orange hue making a beauty mark on the sky, while still holding back just enough light to allow the the fluorescent glow of street lights to dot the landscape below. The houses appeared to be the size of Lego blocks, easily plucked up by an outstretched hand. The people were so minuscule that I could not even tell they existed from my vantage point far above the earth's surface.

It did not take me long to realize how small I truly am in this world. My imprint is not any less significant on this planet than that of the thousands of people I had flown over that morning. I didn't know them, their families, their lives, their occupations nor their hopes and dreams. It was all nothing to me in my tiny, carved out plot of society.

This unique view with its distance and realization of true insignificance is the vantage point of God at all times. He looks across the light years of time and space to see the specs of microscopic organisms called people. He sees the futility of their efforts. He knows the control they think they have when, in reality, it is none. He is larger than life, carries more impact than a thousand armies and affects the tables of time in ways generations of people never could imagine nor venture to fulfill.

Yet this same God, knowing what He knows about us, seeing what He sees in us and recognizing His majestic power over all saw fit to get to know us. No wonder the Psalmist declared in Psalm 8, "What is man that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?"

You and I, in the scheme of eternity, are nothing in ourselves. You and I have lives of impact only because God gave us that ability. The Psalmist continues:

"You have made them a little lower than the angels and crowned them with glory and honor. You made them rulers over the works of Your hands; You put everything under their feet..."

Wow! What an amazing God to take something that would be nothing and give it so much honor and so much responsibility. "LORD, our Lord, how majestic is Your Name in all the earth!"