Quotes About Cosmos

I could tell of the splintered sun. I could Articulate the night sky, had I words.

Evil then consists not in being created but in the rebellious idolatry by which humans worship and honour elements of the natural world rather than the God who made them. The result is that the cosmos is out of joint. Instead of humans being God's wise vice-regents over creation, they ignore the creator and try to worship something less demanding, something that will give them a short-term fix of power or pleasure.

The resurrection declared that Jesus was not the ordinary sort of political king, a rebel leader, that some had supposed. He was the leader of a far larger, more radical revolution than anyone had ever supposed. He was inaugurating a whole new world, a new creation, a new way of being human. He was forging a way into a new cosmos, a new era, a form of existence hinted at all along but never before unveiled.

The great monotheistic faiths declare, in full view of the apparently contrary evidence, that the present world of space, time, and matter always was and still is the good creation of a good God.

And if, with that death, exile was over, "forgiveness of sins" was a new reality etched into the cosmos itself, and the ancient enslaving "powers" had been defeated once and for all in the "new Passover"—why, then, the important thing was to live within and celebrate that new world, not go rushing back to the old one where sin and death still held sway and where Jews and Gentiles ate at separate tables.

They believed that God was going to do for the whole cosmos what he had done for Jesus at Easter.

What has happened in the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, in other words, is by no means limited to its effects on those human beings who believe the gospel and thereby find new life here and hereafter. It resonates out, in ways that we can't fully see or understand, into the vast recesses of the universe.

The New Testament, true to its Old Testament roots, regularly insists that the major, central, framing question is that of God's purpose of rescue and re-creation for the whole world, the entire cosmos.

Elle se lève. Elle se regarde dans un miroir et ne voit que des cercles : son visage en forme de cercle, sa tête en cercle, la Lune, la Terre et le Soleil en cercle. Elle est un cercle dans un cercle dans un cercle, et tout tourne. Elle se recouche et elle s'endort.

I will undo the universe for you.

Great is life, real and mystical, wherever and whoever; Great is death—sure as life holds all parts together, death holds all parts together. Sure as the stars return again after they merge in the light, death is great as life.

And that's like my world." Annie pointed up to the stars again."Inaccecible.

if there is no God, and life is a chance product of blind material forces, what purpose does human life have? Is it just a chemical accident on a rock flying through the cold, empty reaches of space?

a self-creating universe is a contradiction in terms.

Randall concludes, "When science seemed to take God out of the universe, men had to deify some natural force, like 'evolution.

Como Paulo diz em Romanos, se você rejeitar o Deus da Bíblia, irá deificar algo dentro da ordem criada. Aqueles que não honram ao Deus transcendente além do cosmos, devem divinizar algum poder ou princípio imanente que pertence ao cosmos.

Christianity is the key that fits the lock of the universe.

We are of the universe, and by studying the universe we ultimately turn the mirror on ourselves.

We are made of stardust; why not take a few moments to look up at the family album? "Most of the time, when people walk outside at night and see the stars, it's a big, pretty background, and it's not quite real," said the Caltech planetary scientist Michael Brown. "It doesn't occur to them that the pattern they see in the sky repeats itself once a year, or to appreciate why that's true.

Or try the star-spangled bowl of a desert sky at night and consider that, as teeming as the proscenium above may seem to your naked gape, you are seeing only about 2,500 of the 300 billion stars in our Milky Way—and that there are maybe 100 billion other star-studded galaxies in our universe besides, beyond your unaided view.

We are made of stardust; why not take a few moments to look up at the family album?

I love the stars. Because they can't say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.

I love the stars. Because they can't say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.

Long ago it took a Copernicus to tell a provincial world that this planet was not the center of the universe. Some selfish moderns need a Copernican reminder that they are not the center of the universe either!