Nothing in this life is pointless. Everything points back to Him.
Recently, this time in my life has been a challenging one. I’m experiencing some first-time hardships that come with growing up and learning how to properly deal with them. I find myself throwing my own pity party much too often and then get frustrated with myself for being so woeful. It’s all too easy for me to get discouraged, to let those tough circumstances steal my joy. I end up staring down at my feet instead of up towards the stars.
One night, I did just that.
I was coming home late one night after a Bible study with a friend, who has truly been a blessing during this time in my life. I live out in the “boonies.” My house is completely surrounded by trees and there’s not another soul for at least a mile in either direction. As I was getting out of my car, I just so happened to look up and catch the brillance of a clear December night sky. There was no light pollution or stray wisps of clouds to hinder my view. It was just me, the cool night air, and the stars. The force of the magnificence hit me like a ton of bricks. I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding as I stood in awe and wonder at the beauty of His creation.
I’ve always loved looking at the stars, but rarely do I take the opportunity to marvel and appreciate their splendid meaning. A starry night sky is breaktakingly wonderful and unimaginably vast. Just when I thought I’d focused my eyes enough to see the glorious big picture, I would catch faint traces of stars far beyond what I could see. It reminded me that this dazzling sky is not just some backdrop for Earth, as if we’re the center of the universe. It is a window into THE universe and to things I can’t even begin to comprehend. It is a beautiful depiction of God and how vast He is in comparison to little ‘ole me. It’s a reminder of the beauty He has created for His glory. He is in control. Always has been. Always will be. He designed even the tiniest speck in the sky and the darkest corners of the universe. It’s all for His glory.
As I stood there and pondered over these things, for a half-second I saw a shooting star. It was gone too fast for me to make a wish, but I didn’t need to. In that moment, that shooting star emphasized to me that the Lord is always listening, always watching, always present. He hears my cries, sees my pain, and knows what troubles me. And He’s never too far away for me to come back to Him. In fact, He never moves. He’s always in the same place. It’s me who wanders away and lets the world and my own emotions take my hand to guide me wherever they please. But His hand is always, always reaching out to take a hold of mine again. No matter how tough or heartbreaking the situation, He tells us to rely on Him. To trust Him, which is no walk in the park either. Giving something completely over to Him is the hardest thing I’ve ever tried to do but the easiest thing I’ve ever done. It is a continuous effort, one that I fail in constantly. However, Christ turns my failures into victories and renews my spirit every day.
So no, I didn’t get to make a wish on a star and send away all of my troubles. But that star did give me hope. It reminded me of the hope I already have in Christ and that nothing in this life is pointless. Everything points back to Him.