When I was young, my great Uncle Ted had painted the ceiling of their Northwoods summer cottage deep blue, with glow-in-the-dark stars, exactly as the constellations, that shone on it at night. We children, including cousins and friends, would clamor over there for Aunt Nan’s tunnel-of-fudge cake and a lesson on the greatness of God as he read from Psalm 19 and Psalm 8. “The heavens declare your glory, and the skies proclaim the works of your hand.” “When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?” If we weren’t at their home, we were often lying on blankets out in the meadow watching the sky, brilliant with the swath of the Milky Way, punctuated every few minutes by shooting stars. There is nothing like night-sky-gazing to illuminate God’s power.
“To whom will you compare me, that I should be like him? says the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created all these? He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name; by the greatness of his might and because he is strong in power, not one of them is missing.” “Can you bind the Pleides or loose the cords of Orion? Can you lead the Mazzaroth in their season, or can you guide the Bear with its children?” “In him all things were created. In him all things hold together.” Isaiah 40:25-26; Job 38:31; Colossians 1:16,17
This God, Who determined the number of the stars and gave to all of them their names, know our names, and cares for us. He Who has held these constellations in place since setting them there, meets us in our weakness. He graciously humbles us by His majesty, and then upholds us, sustaining His people with His strong arm, His mighty hand, His abiding power. (Psalm 147:4)
Isaiah 40 finishes the passage on the stars with, “The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall be faint and weary, and young men shall fall exhausted, but they who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”
You, Lord Jesus Christ, know our fainting hearts, our weary faith, our waning strength, and You will sustain us to the end. May I daily wait on You and walk in your power, for Your glory. (1 Corinthians 1:8)