It’s past midnight. Most of the people in my world are sleeping. Why aren’t I?
The night sky beckons me.
I wrap myself in a warm robe and step out into the 56 degree night. Since I live in the country, the yard is dark. The trees are unrecognizable, crickets create a soft symphony of sound, almost lullaby-like. The sliver of a moon that was visible earlier is now nowhere to be found.
I can’t resist the urge to pull up a lawn chair and I begin to contemplate.
14-15 “God spoke: “Lights! Come out!
Shine in Heaven’s sky!
Separate Day from Night.
Mark seasons and days and years,
Lights in Heaven’s sky to give light to Earth.”
And there it was.
16-18 God made two big lights, the larger
to take charge of Day,
The smaller to be in charge of Night;
and he made the stars.
God placed them in the heavenly sky
to light up Earth…”
I look at the night sky and I’m amazed. I wonder how the stars and planets found their place in the universe. Did God put each in place one by one? Did He stand back looking at His newly created canvas and place each star and planet in just the right carefully chosen spot “I’ll put a small star here, a larger star there, a planet here,” thinks He, and so on until the night sky is sprinkled with light?
Or did He have a handful of stars and planets of various sizes resting in His mighty yet tender hand and gently toss them out into the universe, each landing where they may?