Our Father Is Faithful

Not long ago, I came upon a poem that reminded me why dark starry nights so frequently impress upon my mind the grandeur of a faithful heavenly Father especially when we dwell amid a world of turmoil. From the pen of Hermann Hagedorn here are the words from "Starry Night":

"We are such little (ones) when the stars come out,
So small under the open maw of the night,
That we must shout and pound the table and drive wild,
And gather dollars and madly dance and drink deep,
And send the great birds flying, and drop death.

When the stars come out we are such little (ones)
that we must arm ourselves in glare and thunder,
Or cave in on our own dry littleness.

We are such little (ones) when the stars come out!
Ah, God behind the stars, touch with your finger this mite
of meaningless dust and give it substance.
I am so little, under the frown of night!
Be You my body, You my eyes, my lips, my hands,
My feet, my heart-beat and my hunger,
That I may face the infinite spaces, and live;
And stand in quietness, when the stars come out."

This evening, I encourage you to take a moment and lift your eyes heavenward as Jesus did. Let yourself, in the stillness of the evening, absorb the faithfulness of our Father's immense love - as the "stars come out." Dorothy Valcàrcel/Transformation Garden Devotional    

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