Even the smallest pebble…
by Chris Hibbard
I once read somewhere that when examined under an electron microscope, even the smallest pebble has the entire history of our world inscribed upon it. Perhaps, in view of our modern age fill of knowledge of geology and science, this is true. So who would ever dream that I’d leave a single stone unturned?
Yet curiously, I seldom stoop to scoop up rocks. If I do, all I tend to see them as are potential missiles to skip over water, to shoo away pesky birds or to use as paperweights.
Such is our basic human nature – smart enough to realize the wonder all around us – while also naive enough to ignore it in our daily lives.