I have new binoculars and I've been looking at the moon through them. They're only 8x but I can still see a lot of detail. Can't see the golf ball but I can see the craters. Without fail looking at the moon provokes a shrinking effect on me, it makes me feel small and lost in the larger swirl of the universe. I feel that same way when I fly into a major city and I wonder how we're ever supposed to connect the Jesus story to so many people. It's overwhelming.
Then I pull away the binoculars and it's just a spot in the sky. Or I step off the plane into the airport and there are just plain-old people around me, everyone with a similar set of hopes, pains, loves and problems. No one person is overwhelming, they're lovable one-by-one. The moon reminds me.