I scoot down in my camp chair, tilt my head back, and stare up at the
night sky. There’s a new moon so no
moonlight brightens the sky. One by one
the stars make their appearance. The Big
Dipper is easy to spot. Gradually, as
the night falls, the sky fills with stars.
Even the Milky Way is visible. It
is breathtaking.
To see the night sky in all its glory, you have to be far away from the
bright lights of cities. My husband and
I are camping at Goose Lake near McCall, Idaho.
We sit next to our campfire, warming our feet. A jet passes overhead. We spot an oblong object moving through the
sky and wonder if it could be the space station. Smaller moving dots of light are probably
satellites. And then there are the stars—so
many of them. I am filled with awe.
We could sit and talk about the galaxies, the speed of light, black
holes, and numerous scientific studies.
Somehow that doesn’t do justice to what I am experiencing. When I gaze up at the myriad of stars, bright
lights in patterns and swirls in the black sky, I feel the presence of
God. Although we have learned a lot
about outer space and continue to learn more, our knowledge is limited. The heavens are a mystery, just like our
Creator. Will I ever know the answers to
all of my questions? I don’t know. Tonight I am simply enjoying the beauty of the
night sky.
Written on 8/4/2016
