Gabriel consoled himself. Perhaps we should be happy with small things.

His Christmas tree was tiny – only about two feet tall. But it stood in the window sill and if he looked past it he could see a valley to great rolling hills. His eye could wander from the thing of beauty two feet away to hills a mile away.

And he asked John then what does it meant. John said that all things great and small have their place.

“All the ends of the Earth have seen the salutation of our God.” [Psalm 97]