Saturday, November 2, 2024

How Many People Have Ever Lived on Earth?

Have you ever wondered how many people have ever lived on earth? According to the National Institute of Corrections in 2020 it's somewhere between 117 and 121 billion people. 

WOW! that's a lot of people! It makes me think of endless swarms of ants.


attribution: Mark Demers and flickr


Does knowing that you are only one of 120 or so billion people make you feel small? 

How do we pray? Like we're one of 120 billion people? or do we pray like we're the center of the universe? 

We should know better. Creator God is the center of the universe.




And how does Creator God think about each one of us?


attribution: Sharon Tate Soberon and flickr


Faith
           Hope
                      Love



Friday, November 1, 2024

psalm 51

1 For the leader. A psalm of David,

2 when Nathan the prophet came to him after he had gone in to Bathsheba.

I

3 Have mercy on me, God, in accord with your merciful love;
in your abundant compassion blot out my transgressions.

4 Thoroughly wash away my guilt;
and from my sin cleanse me.

5 For I know my transgressions;
my sin is always before me.

6 Against you, you alone have I sinned;
I have done what is evil in your eyes
So that you are just in your word,
and without reproach in your judgment.

7 Behold, I was born in guilt,
in sin my mother conceived me.

8 Behold, you desire true sincerity;
and secretly you teach me wisdom.

9 Cleanse me with hyssop, that I may be pure;
wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.

10 You will let me hear gladness and joy;
the bones you have crushed will rejoice.

II

11 Turn away your face from my sins;
blot out all my iniquities.

12 A clean heart create for me, God;
renew within me a steadfast spirit.

13 Do not drive me from before your face,
nor take from me your holy spirit.

14 Restore to me the gladness of your salvation;
uphold me with a willing spirit.

15 I will teach the wicked your ways,
that sinners may return to you.

16 Rescue me from violent bloodshed, God, my saving God,
and my tongue will sing joyfully of your justice.

17 Lord, you will open my lips;
and my mouth will proclaim your praise.

18 For you do not desire sacrifice or I would give it;
a burnt offering you would not accept.

19 My sacrifice, O God, is a contrite spirit;
a contrite, humbled heart, O God, you will not scorn.

III

20 Treat Zion kindly according to your good will;
build up the walls of Jerusalem.

21 Then you will desire the sacrifices of the just,
burnt offering and whole offerings;
then they will offer up young bulls on your altar.