On Valentine's Day, 1990, the Voyager 1 spacecraft turned around and took one last picture of earth before continuing its journey into interstellar space. Carl Sagan, one of the imaging team at NASA and the one responsible for the idea to turn the camera around towards earth, wrote this several years later about the resulting photograph.
Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there--on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. . . .
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known. ~ Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994
What boggles my mind is that "God so loved the world (this world; this tiny, pale blue dot) that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life" (John 3:16). What an incredible God we serve. He sees our frailty, our immaturity, our conceit, and loves us anyway. And someday, the Holy City, New Jerusalem, will settle on this little pale blue dot and God Himself will dwell here with us. What a God we serve!