Going Close to Travel Far

[From the archives.]

If you ran a movie studio in the early 20th Century, you wanted to have your studio in California. It wasn’t just for the good year-round weather. Other states have fairly temperate weather most of the year. But other states don’t have what California has: a geography that allows you to film on the Coast of Spain in the morning and in Wales that afternoon.

Need to film in the Sahara Desert? Just pack your gear and drive a few hours south. A Swiss Alpine forest? Head a few hours north. Keep going and the Mississippi River can be found further north, with Siberia at the top end of the state. How do I know? Because Paramount Pictures provides the map.

Map from Paramount’s early days

Oh! the places you’ll go without ever leaving California’s borders!

No wonder people like to live here in California. It has a place for everyone’s tastes. Unless you want the Sudan Desert. Then you go to Nevada. All of it.

A Great Place to Live

This map made me think of God’s promises to restore his people.

In the last days the mountain of the Lord’s temple will be established as the highest of the mountains; it will be exalted above the hills, and peoples will stream to it.

Many nations will come and say, “Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the temple of the God of Jacob. He will teach us his ways, so that we may walk in his paths.”

The law will go out from Zion, the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. He will judge between many peoples and will settle disputes for strong nations far and wide. They will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not take up sword against nation, nor will they train for war anymore. Everyone will sit under their own vine and under their own fig tree, and no one will make them afraid, for the Lord Almighty has spoken. All the nations may walk in the name of their gods, but we will walk in the name of the Lord our God for ever and ever. (Micah 4:1-5.)

Doesn’t that sound like a nice place? No need for weapons, because everyone is at peace. No fear of food shortages, because everyone has vines and fig trees. And apparently there’s no need to work your fingers to the bone, because everyone has time to sit at leisure.

And there is never ever any reason to be afraid, “for the Lord Almighty has spoken.”

That sounds like a great place to live, even better than California.


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4 Responses to Going Close to Travel Far

  1. JYJames says:

    “By faith he [Abraham] lived as an alien in the land of promise, as in a foreign land, dwelling in tents with Isaac and Jacob, fellow heirs of the same promise; for he was looking for the city which has foundations, whose architect and builder is God.” Hebrews 11:9-10

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  3. Jeannie Prinsen says:

    That map is fascinating, Tim! Good old all-purpose California. BTW I remember as a kid when someone told me that Canada’s southernmost point is south of California’s northernmost point, I couldn’t believe it: I thought that HAD to be fake news! 🙂 I guess I imagined California as entirely a tropical paradise, perhaps due to Beach Boys influence. Maybe I will find out for myself someday; I doubt it, but you never know. But the other place you speak of: I do look forward to seeing that.

    • Tim says:

      You made me look it up, Jeannie. California’s northern border with Oregon is at the 42nd parallel. Canada’s southernmost point is Point Pele National Park in Lake Erie, reaching down to 41°41’N at its tip. Far northern California is anything but warm much of the year, what with the snowstorms that cover the Cascade Mountains and the fog that envelops the coastal redwood forests. The lower inland elevations get quite hot in the summer, though.

      Speaking of Beach Boys, though, the processional at our daughter’s wedding last weekend was God Only Knows, which as coincidence would have it just happens to be my favorite Beach Boys song. Our new son in law is a huge Beach Boys fan and chose the song. He also chose the wedding musicians, a jazz quartet that played for the ceremony and the reception.

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