Does anyone else find comfort in seeing stars at night? I always have. There’s just something magical about them to me-they may always be there, but seeing them just makes me happy.
It’s hard living in a big city/suburb, where the sky is normally too hazy for me and my nearly blind self to see stars (or if I see stars, they end up being some sort of air plane/air craft with blinking lights. happens ALL the time). So nights I go outside and I can see stars (even just one or two), I feel a little better about life.
I’m reminded of my favorite song by Switchfoot:
“when I look at the stars,
I see someone else;
When I look at the stars,
the stars, I feel like myself”
Stars always give me hope.
Hope that God’s still here, hope that tomorrow is going to be okay, hope for the days where I feel like I’m worthless and unloveable and need comfort only God can give.
And He gives it to me in bright, beautiful stars, blanketing the sky across campus.
“To whom will you compare me?
Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One.
Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:
Who created all these?
He who brings out the stars one by one
and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,
not one of them is missing.-Isaiah 40:25-26
Last night, I felt significantly overwhelmed. I don’t have a lot to do this week school-wise (compared to last week’s midterm-a-palooza). Instead, I have had time to think about plans/future endeavors…which if anyone that knows me well reads this, knows that’s something I love to overthink/worry about often! 🙂
Last night I just felt like I needed some good journal/prayer time. I had a lot of thoughts/questions I needed to write down to get off my heart, because I felt as if it was gonna burst!
So I off and went to Ezell, hoping to find the chapel open (it wasn’t).
I ended up sitting and reading/writing at the Bell Tower, which is exactly what I needed.
I was writing writing writing, trying to calm my heart a little bit when a thought popped in my head: look up.
Now I don’t know about y’all, but it’s hard for me to see lots of stars often on Lipscomb’s campus; being in the middle of Nashville, it’s usually too cloudy for me to see many stars here often. But last night, they were everywhere. At first I just saw one or two and smiled. Then I stopped and looked and saw them coating the sky, all around campus.
I was slightly shocked. I was used to seeing that many when I lived far out in the country, or even at home when it wasn’t cloudy. But here? Not so much.
To me, that was God’s way of saying “I’ve got this. I’ve got you.” In the midst of chaos, big choices and decisions- there is the hope, comfort, and peace of God, painted beautifully in the sky for me.
We also have joy with our troubles, because we know that these troubles produce patience. And patience produces character, and character produces hope. And this hope will never disappoint us-Romans 5:3-5
Oh how I love God and the ways He surprises me. Even if it’s just with a sweet, starry sky. 🙂