Stockholm, leaving the city, page 6 of 6

As the ship sailed out of the harbour we came close to a magnificent statue that depicted God, balancing on the end of an arch, hanging stars in the sky, tossed his way by an angel at the base of the sculptor. This reminds me of Psalm 8:3,4 “When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and stars, which you have set in place. What is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?”