"I look at the skies which you made with your own hands," Psalm 8:3.
On dark, clear nights we look into the vastness of space to see countless stars, planets, galaxies that go on into the limitless darkness between. On those cold, limpid nights we see dancing light curtains, now billowing, now exploding across the infinite cosmic backdrop of blackness. Hearts fill with wonder, awed at the grandness of it all, just like when we were little kids. A deep sense of humility slips in and takes over consciousness. And we wonder. We wonder. We wonder: What is man? What is this little human looking up into eternity from the bottom of the universe? What is humanity that God is so mindful for such insignificant detail of his creation? And then we wonder: Who is this God, unique creator of all, above all creation, who minds so deeply?
With a brother or sister today, we give thanks, together, for this God who shows us who we are - and who he is - when we see Jesus, his son.
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