the skies proclaim the work of his hands.”
Walking outside this morning, I looked up. The bright and shining stars filled the sky. As my gaze stayed fixed upon them, my heart cried out to God in worship. Knowing that He is there, that He is sovereign, that He is God, I praised Him, I gave thanks to Him. My breathing slowed and my heart was at peace.
Psalm 8: 1,3-4: “Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory in the heavens. When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?”