The waterspider skates across the surface of the pond oblivious to the vastness of his world. He may climb a twig or venture ashore a few yards and return to brag to his fellows about his adventure into the brave new world. But for all his confidence, he cannot know the depth beneath his feet, let alone the expanse that stretches beyond his horizons. Here is man, in his own conceit, born and nurtured by his own perception of conquering his world. He smiles smugly at his own accomplishments, and marvels at his own wis¬dom. In his pride he forgets God. But who was it that called forth the universe? And what is man but a microscopic speck on a freckle of creation. 0 Lord remind us of our frailty, speak to use of our minuteness, let us understand the brevity of our lives, teach us to humble ourselves in the presence of thy awesomeness. May we learn to stand in reverence at thy majesty. This is Just-a-Minute.