Star-breather

The stars shake me violently every time i see them. i've never seen so many stars as i do every night here in Indiana. And they rack me with shivers every time.

My roommate is constantly calling me a child. Mainly because i walk away from him everywhere we go. What can i say, i want to go look at things. Chocolate i can't afford at a gas station, paintings some stressed-out senior is displaying in the art building, and the list can go on. But, besides the fact that i'm always wandering away and he has to call me and find out where in the world i went, i'm a child because everything captures me. i stop and stare. At everything. Stars included.

Why do they shake me? Well, frankly because they scare the hell out of me. Psalm 33:6 says that, "By the word of the LORD the heavens were made, and by the breath of his mouth all their host." i mean if you think about it that sounds like God breathed out the the stars. Wow...let that sink in. It does every single time i see the stars and then i begin to shake. i shiver and shake.

And then i remember Jesus. And though i'm scared out of my mind i remember that God, this huge God that could crush me, became like me to save me a rebellious, adulterous, treasonous, enemy whom God could trust as far as He could throw (I guess that analogy breaks down with God but you understand what I mean). We love because He first loved us.

Let the stars cause your knees to buckle and let Jesus cause you to stand in awe. Power and love in the same thought...happens to me every night.

How about you? Do you ever look at the stars? Is there anything that causes you to stand in awe of God?