The other evening, I went outside to watch a lunar eclipse and sit with my mosquito friends. Between swats, I was fascinated as the shadow of the Earth marched across the lunar surface. What a majestic spectacle for those of us on this part of Earth to see. It was hard to look at it without feeling small.
Predictably, it wasn’t long before I was leaning back in my lawn chair, taking in the whole expanse of the night sky. Pests and all, I was immersing myself in my favorite pastime: experiencing the presence of God.
People sometimes say, “God is the universe,” or “The universe is God.” But neither is true. The universe is nothing compared to God.
Of course, that doesn’t mean the universe is trivial. God doesn’t make trivial things. Rather, it means creation is breathtaking precisely because it reflects something of the greatness of its Creator. Think about it. Billions of galaxies. Trillions upon trillions of stars. Distances so enormous that light traveling 186,000 miles per second takes billions of years to cross them. Yet Scripture says, “He counts the number of the stars; He gives names to all of them” (Psalm 147:4).
Even so, the deepest place my reflections took me that night wasn’t simply being awestruck by the vastness of the night sky. It was this series of wonders: The heavens reveal His glory, but they cannot contain it. The universe displays His power, but it cannot measure it. And beyond all that, if the universe leaves us in awe, how much more should we marvel at the God who made it? And one thought—and a gamut of feelings—seemed to capture it best: The same God who made this vast universe made you and me—out of His goodness and love.
Reflections upon which to linger. And linger.
Anyway, much later, moon eclipsed, satisfied with this place to rest my thoughts, I stepped back inside my mosquito-less home, wonderfully small and contentedly awestruck.
I hope this encourages you to take time to bask in the awesome presence of God today.
Kevin Murray
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