Have to get away from the lights of the city to experience it. Like Saturday night at Hidden Falls Ranch.

I’m talking about looking into a star studded sky on a cloudless night. Has a surreal feel to it. Almost enchanting. Like you’ve stepped into a painting, or a dream, or deep space itself.

The scene draws me out of myself, out of my world, my time. Must have been such a night that inspired the psalmist:

When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers,
The moon and the stars, which You have ordained;
What is man that You take thought of him,
And the son of man that You care for him? (Psalm 8:3-4).

3 thoughts on “Stars

  1. In the wee hours of the morning I ask, “Where are you Lord?” His reply? “Check Mike Bellah’s blog entry for the day.” Great way to start an abbreviated week in the hallowed halls on Danbury Street. Thank you Dr. Bellah, a personal psalmist living in Canyon, Texas.

  2. That was a great reminder, Mike. Sometimes God seems small but when we look at the vastness of the universe we realize how small we are and how big God is. Have you seen the Louis Giglio DVD about how great God is? It is pretty amazing.

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