So it’s estimated there are as many stars in the universe as there are grains of sand on earth. I read that’s 1 billion trillion stars in the observable universe.
When Abraham is old and thinks life is writing a predictable end to his story, God takes him outside in the middle of the night. “Look up Abraham,” God says, “and count the stars -if you can…
…so shall be the number of your children.”
And while Sarah sleeps in the tent, well past the age of bearing children, her old childless husband looks up at the great orchard of light hanging above him, and tries to name each Star…
Isaac, Jacob, Ruth, Mary, Peter, Jesus , then your name…then mine…until there are no more names left.
I imagine the old man dancing under the stars. When he comes back to bed Sarah asks him, without opening her eyes, “What were you doing out there?”
“Dancing with my children.” Abraham answers, his old bones climbing back into bed. Sarah smiles, still not opening her eyes, and says: “Go back to sleep you old fool..”
All of us a part of a mystery Slowly unfolding. All part of something bigger than we mostly can imagine. Our story is more than our story. No one has a predictable end.
Now to him who by the power at work within us is able to accomplish abundantly far more than all we can ask or imagine, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.Ephesians 20-21
Let the words of Martin Laird be a blessing for wherever you are on the way:
As we journey towards the God who causes us to seek, may we…awake in God who has found us from all eternity.Martin Laird, Ocean of light