Is our universe sitting on a table?

Will there ever come a day when I no longer think about The little people in Chester Park? That incident has made me what I am today mixed with a thousand pieces of life. Today I am a Grandmother and I love being called Granny. I picked to be called Granny because of the Beverly Hillbillies, I thought Granny was a cool old dame. My blog is about strange events and dreams but I haven't had a dream or incident in a long time to write about. There is one thing that drives me crazy though. That is space, the universe!!!!! Have you ever thought about how vast it is, how deep is space, anyway? It's deep, really deep!!!!! It goes on and on. Can there be an end? If so what would the end look like? Is our universe sitting on some astrologers table in a bigger galaxy somewhere and is that galaxy sitting on a table in an even bigger galaxy? If I travel through space far enough will I run into God? Can you imagine God's face when he gets a load of me at his front door. When he asks me what I am doing there, I'll explain "I was flying through space looking for the end". With a belly laugh he will probably spin me around and send me home. There are people who don't believe in God, yet they are okay with the whole idea of space and all the mystery that surrounds it. For me it is easier to believe in God. I may not be able to see him with my eyes but I can feel him in my heart. I know that one day in the distant future I will meet him, and when that day comes I will ask him, "Is our universe sitting on a table?"