Interstellar

Wowwowwow, first image from the James Webb Space Telescope, a lens beyond a lens, as (I don't pretend to understand how) a cluster of galaxies apparently allows the otherwise too dim light of galxies beyond them to be seen. All those things are galaxies, some appearing distended by this lensing effect. The scale of what's seen here is unfathomable - so distant it's taken the light more than 13 billion years to get here. And this patch of our sky is itself tiny, "approximately the size of a grain of sand held at arm's length by someone on the ground," a NASA administrator said. Wowwowwow.

It's funny, just yesterday I was finding myself dissatisfied by wording in a modernized Eucharistic Prayer I used to appreciate, which we've been saying in church.

God of all power, Ruler of the Universe, you are worthy of glory and praise. 

[All:] Glory to you for ever and ever. 

At your command all things came to be: the vast expanse of interstellar space, galaxies, suns, the planets in their courses, and this fragile earth, our island home. 

By your will they were created and have their being. 

From the primal elements you brought forth the human race, and blessed us with memory, reason, and skill. You made us the rulers of creation. But we turned against you, and betrayed your trust; and we turned against one another. 

Have mercy, Lord, for we are sinners in your sight.

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I still appreciate the poetry of "our island home" but was newly put off by the "ruler" language, both for the "Ruler of the universe," "commanding" things to be, and especially by our being made the "rulers of creation." But, really, in this vastness God seems to me as fragile as our earth.