Driving home from a large city the other evening, granddaughter #1 remarked about being unable to see the stars, though the moon was quite bright. But the closer we got to home, a two hour drive later, the more stars were visible.
We first had to escape the glow and confusion of all the other lights that surround a city. . . the stars were there all the time.
As sure as light accompanies the new day, the darkness of night is punctuated by the surety of the moon and stars. Hidden, perhaps, by all the glitter and shimmer we allow to surround us.
But the wonder of it all is that He doesn't take them from us. . . we have to remove ourselves from all else that shines . And the farther away we get from the false light of man, we are blessed by the brightness of His light. . . His creation.
I realize this is an ongoing theme, but over and over again since beginning this project of posting my gratefulness each day, I am awed by the message of His never changing presence. And once again, I am so very, very grateful for the reminders.
December 10, 2011
For the star that led the wisemen to Jesus, and the stars that still shine His promises, I am grateful.
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