I'm a star gazer...and today I gaze at these images captured by Hubble.... I have stood before icons of Christ and felt his presence pulsing in my heart. Now, the image of a nebula allows me to hear in my depths what an amazing God is my God.
As I sit in my chair writing about prayer, I am reminded that even the simple action of fingers moving in response to signals from my brain is a gift from the same loving God whose fingers maneuver the particles resulting in a nebula light years away. No thoughts about prayer can more clearly express the awe of the relationship between God and this mortal being than the way I am moved by sights like those above these words.
No words I write can say more than those of the psalmist in Psalm 8:
"O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth!
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars that you have established, what are human beings that you are mindful of them, mortals that you care for them?"
Yet I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that my Father in heaven is embracing me this moment and all of the moments I will be given this day, creating me and all I see in newness of life.
To say to God, "Thank you...I love you..." seems so inadequate -- yet that is all he asks. That, and that I follow his hand in mine, or at the small of my back, leading me to the place or the person where I may serve.
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