It was a warm summer evening and as we drove home after running errands I saw a huge white light rising in the eastern sky. I was disoriented at first as my mind struggled to understand what I was seeing. What was so incredibly bright in the sky? As I gazed for a few more minutes the brilliant spectacle of a supermoon became apparent. Trees and buildings cast long shadows against the backdrop of brightness and darkness fled from the overwhelming light.
A recent trip to the mountains, away from city lights, gave me a magnificent view of the moon and thousands of stars that seemed close enough to touch. Taking in the beauty of God’s creation, I recalled His promise to a childless Abraham, that his descendants would one day be as numerous as the stars of the sky. Who could imagine?
I am in awe that the Creator of the universe knew me before I was born and knows me by name. He thinks about me and cares about me. I feel so insignificant and small, but I matter to God. I can’t explain it; I only know it to be true because God’s Word says so. He is my hope and salvation. Hallelujah!
When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers – the moon and the stars you set in place – what are mere mortals that you should think about them, human beings that you should care for them?
Psalm 8:3-4 (NLT)
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