Have you ever driven late at night and
looked out your windshield and counted the stars? Or pulled over and hunted for
the North Star to guide you in the black abyss of the night?
When I was a child, I had the
privilege of re-creating the Milky Way upon my ceiling with blue sticky tack
and plastic glow in the dark stars. Often, I couldn’t fall asleep and I’d
create shapes, especially triangles, and would connect each star together. The
years have past, yet I still connect the stars at night like dots upon a
mountain cliff or roof terrace.
Why do I love the stars?
It’s a mystery…
Approximately, 100 thousand million
stars are estimated to exist by scientists, yet the exact number of stars is
left unknown. Recently, Coldplay crafted a song called, “A Sky Full of
Stars," as the lyrics echo in my mind. Furthermore, God declares unto
Abraham that he will have descendants as numerous as the stars (Genesis 15:5)!
Oh the mystery...
Truthfully, I love the stars because I
am reminded of the mysteries of life. At the age of sixteen, I made a
promise, “I want to find a boy who likes making diamonds in the sky.” I
haven’t found him. Instead, I have found countless people to explore the
mysteries of life with. It's in those unknown and uncharted portions of life
with those I love, I have witnessed such healing and restoration, such
meaning and revelation, and such understanding and celebration!
Life is a mystery of stories...
It's a process of understanding the
mystery, as each verbalized story is like connecting one star to another.
I sometimes look up at the sky and marvel at all stories that are left
untold. If each star resembles a person, then why do we feel so disconnected in
our world? I believe that no human being is alone in the galaxy of life and no
story should be left untold. Instead, the mystery of our stories collides in
the sky like a massive meteor shower.
I look at the stars tonight...
Those unexplainable mysteries of
life...
And another story left untold...
As a result, I am calling all fellow
star watchers to have the confidence to share a mere piece of your story as a
point of connection to another human being. Don't let the mystery hinder the
healing and restoration, meaning and revelation, and understanding and
celebration!
Charlene
P.s. In addition, God continues to
remind me to look up and he will grant the desires of my heart like the million
of stars that dot the sky. So, don't forget to look up at the stars tonight,
ok?
