This planet, if you were anywhere near it, would surely have to be one of the most gorgeous things you could see. So big that if it were our local Saturn, you could see the rings - bigger than full moon - in our Earth's night sky.
And yet this planet, wondrous as it is, is nothing compared the human mind - capable of conceiving of the tools to find this planet, of understanding the gravitational rule that holds the rings in place. Capable of seeing, calculating and - of all things - wondering.
A single human being is more complex, brilliant and precious than that whole planet - should it last a trillion years. Which makes it all the more remarkable than anyone should treat not just one, but six million, as no more than a logistical problem - a waste disposal issue. And from Auschwitz to Mosul, and every genocide in history, evil men have managed to persuade others that someone being different is a capital offence. That some heritage, or some belief, makes the other disposable. That it's a good option, when you disagree with someone, to kill them.
It's always a perfect day, on that planet around a far-off sun. Nothing every goes wrong, nobody ever dies. It just hangs there, lovely as it basks in its star's light. And nothing ever happens. There's no fear, no danger, no desire, no hope.
I look at the heavens you made with your hands.
I see the moon and the stars you created.
And I wonder, “Why are people so important to you?
Why do you even think about them?
Why do you care so much about humans?
Why do you even notice them?”
But you made them almost like gods
and crowned them with glory and honor.....
Lord our Lord, your name is the most wonderful name in all the earth! [Psalm 8]