After spending considerable time this past week marveling at the great Redwoods that come from a small seed (a Sequoia tree begins as a seed the size of a single flake of oatmeal), I found a selection from another ancient mystic all the more meaningful.
Julian of Norwich, a 14th Century saint, told of seeing an image of the smallest hazelnut in her palm, she asked God why he gave her this vision and the reply came back, “It is all that is made.” She wondered how something so small could endure in the world that she knew of the Black Plague and Hundred Years War, a world that so bleak, so big and so brutal, and understanding came to her, “It lasts and will last forever because God loves it; and everything exists in the same way, by the love of God.” Julian continues, “In this little thing I saw three properties: the first is that God made it, the second is that God loves it, the third is that God cares for it.” (Cited in Brady and Neuzil, A Spiritual Field Guide: Meditations for the Outdoors, 46.
God made it, God loves it, God cares for it. If it is true about the smallest bit of creation, it is truly so about the pinnacle of creation, you and me.
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars that you have established;
what are human beings that you are mindful of them,
Mortals that you care for them?
Yet you have made them a little lower than God,
and crowned them with glory and honor.
You have given them dominion over the works of your hands;
you have put all things under their feet…
(Psalm 8:3-6, NRSV)