The Universe Story

Through the research of astronomers and improved telescopes we now know that the universe is  approximately 13.6 billion years old. Most scientists believe it began with what is called the Big Bang, a monumental explosive force that formed cosmic gases and dust. About 200 million years after the Big Bang, stars appeared in the firmament. Eventually stars clumped together to form galaxies. The Milky Way, our galaxy, is estimated to be almost as old  as the universe. Recently astronomers have discovered that there are billions of galaxies in the universe.


 Humans are a rather recent development, coming on the scene only about 200,000 years ago  after the dinasaurs and other pre-historic creatures became extinct. Conditions had to be just right for humans to survive in this vast universe. The universe story is an amazing story of mysterious origins and monumental proportions that scientists are still uncovering.

Image result for Universe story picsThe main discovery is that everything is connected and dependent on everything else. We also know now that creation is ongoing. Stars continue to be born as others die; new species continue to be discovered as others become extinct. Interdependence is evident in space, on our planet, and in our experience of living forms, including humans. That is why we need to care for the earth, the atmosphere, the plants and animals, and all humanity. When we upset the balance through air and water pollution, wasting fossil fuels, destroying plant life, killing rare species, we are making our earth  more uninhabitable for future generations.

Our beautiful world is being marred and obliterated by carelessness, indifference, and violence. We have a rich history that is still unfolding and developing. May we cherish each part of our universe as it becomes better known and understood.


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