Have you ever sat outside and watched the night fall? Have you ever watched the stars slowly appear in the sky like they were breathed from a thin wisp of smoke? Have you ever seen the moon journey over the treetops, going nowhere in particular? Have you ever wandered through the lonely winter sky, breathing in the cool, crisp air? Have you sat outside and simply marveled at the beauty and splendor of God and His Creation?
It is in those times that God shows Himself to me. Those times where I lay outside under the winter sky beneath a full moon in total silence, God speaks the loudest. His voice is but a whisper on the winter's evening, but I can feel Him, I can breathe Him in. My heart beats slower, overflowing with love, as I can literally feel God's wonderful embrace. The Star Breather and the Kings of Kings sits with me as I gaze at His vast Creation, and the millions of stars that He knows by name. Simply, it is breathtaking.
Honestly though, I'm not sure which is more breathtaking - the vastness of God's creation on display to worship Him or the fact that out of all the beauty and glory and perfection, God still chooses to love me - a tiny, insignificant speck on a small blue dot surrounded by millions of glorious stars...
