When I was very young I was fascinated by facing two mirrors towards each other and looking at infinity being birthed, as they would reflect each other's image back at each other endlessly. It was even more awesome when I stepped into the reflection, and saw the infinite replicas of myself.
I then paused one day to ponder the universe, and wondered, "Is there an end to the sky?" Well, yes, there's an end to the atmosphere in which we live, but beyond that there is more. I thought about the moon, and Mars, and as I looked beyond our planets and solar system, there was still more! It was a mind-blowing adventure, because no matter how hard I tried to look for the end of the universe, there was always more.
Oh, how I wish people would look up at the sky more often and contemplate the vastness of our universe. It is one way to experience the far reach of God's unconditional love for all of us. We may never know where or why it all began. It just is.
And, thank God, it is endless.