#Bloganuary Challenge 31, “How do you feel when you look at the stars?”
Two weeks ago, after the sun stopped casting its long shadows on the horizon and the black canvas of night took over the earth, my two-and-a-half-year-old granddaughter stepped outside on the front porch. Tilting her head back, she cupped her little hands, extended both arms upward and said, “Hold it?”. She was mesmerized by the site of the bright orange moon suspended in the atmosphere. In her best form of communication, “Hold it?”, she was requesting that I pluck the moon from the galaxy for her to hold just as she would cradle a large orange bouncing ball in her hands.
The over-powering lights of the city tend to dull the brightness of heavenly lights but, when I find myself outside of the city’s hustle, noise, and screaming neon, there is no greater wonder than to experience the illumination of what is miles above my head, the bright yellow sun by day and the moon and stars by night. The vastness of the dark night sky and all that it holds simply cannot be ignored. Stars too many to be counted, all twinkling with the delight of glitter on a child’s art paper or like fireflies on a warm summer evening darting around daring to be caught. Every element in the galaxy, the sun, moon, and stars, established and suspended for the intended purpose of marking seasons and giving light to the earth by the command of God’s powerful voice.
Genesis 1:14-19, And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to separate the day from night and let them serve as signs to mark the seasons and days and years and let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to give light on the earth.” And it was so. God made two great lights – the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the STARS. God set them in the expanse of the sky to give light on the earth, to govern the day and the night, and to separate light from darkness. And God saw that it was good. And there was evening, and there was morning – the fourth day.
When looking up into the black of night, my eyes are drawn to the beauty and handiwork of God’s creation. I cannot help but be completely mesmerized just as my granddaughter. My heart resonates with her request as I feel the same when looking into the massive heavens and the miraculous wonder of God’s artwork. I feel as though I too want to lift my hands to the heavens and wish that somehow, I could scoop the luscious orange moon or swoop all of the twinkling stars into a jar like fireflies. My expression, like that of a little child is, “Hold it?” The answer to that question is, yes of course, in your heart with awe and wonder!