Just pause and look up...
Tonight I stepped outside and looked up.
No filters, no noise, no distractions, just a sky stretched wide with wonder. A sky filled with stars that have been burning since long before we ever worried about gas prices, broken hearts, medical reports, or what tomorrow might hold.
And in that moment, the word that stirred in my heart was gratitude.
Not the kind we force ourselves to muster up because we feel guilty for being overwhelmed. Not the kind that comes with easy answers. But the kind that wells up from deep inside when you're standing in front of something so vast, so beautiful, so precise… and you realize you didn’t put a single star there.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Psalm 19:1
God did that.
Every speck of light, placed on purpose.
And somehow, He also placed you here. On this planet. In this moment. Breathing in air your lungs didn’t design, standing under stars your mind can’t even count.
You are not random. You're not forgotten. You’re not one mistake too far gone.
You are handcrafted by the same God who shaped galaxies.
Statistically, your existence is practically impossible... Some say the odds of you being born are 1 in 400 trillion. But God doesn’t work in odds. He works in purpose. In love. In divine design.
And I know… right now, some of us are barely holding on.
There’s a heavy cloud sitting over people’s minds... Anxiety, fear, depression, disappointment. It’s like the world keeps spinning faster, and we’re all trying to catch up, gasping for peace, for clarity, for rest.
But can I remind you of something that’s been grounding me lately?
He is still holding it all together.
For in Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible… all things have been created through Him and for Him. He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. Colossians 1:16–17
That includes the galaxies.
And that includes you.
Even when you feel like you're falling apart, He isn't. He’s steady. Present. Sovereign. And close.
So tonight, let the sky remind you… you're not just here to survive the day. You were made in the image of the One who spoke the stars into existence. And if He holds the stars in place, He can hold you, too.
He hasn’t let go.
And He’s not about to start now.
No filters, no noise, no distractions, just a sky stretched wide with wonder. A sky filled with stars that have been burning since long before we ever worried about gas prices, broken hearts, medical reports, or what tomorrow might hold.
And in that moment, the word that stirred in my heart was gratitude.
Not the kind we force ourselves to muster up because we feel guilty for being overwhelmed. Not the kind that comes with easy answers. But the kind that wells up from deep inside when you're standing in front of something so vast, so beautiful, so precise… and you realize you didn’t put a single star there.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Psalm 19:1
God did that.
Every speck of light, placed on purpose.
And somehow, He also placed you here. On this planet. In this moment. Breathing in air your lungs didn’t design, standing under stars your mind can’t even count.
You are not random. You're not forgotten. You’re not one mistake too far gone.
You are handcrafted by the same God who shaped galaxies.
Statistically, your existence is practically impossible... Some say the odds of you being born are 1 in 400 trillion. But God doesn’t work in odds. He works in purpose. In love. In divine design.
And I know… right now, some of us are barely holding on.
There’s a heavy cloud sitting over people’s minds... Anxiety, fear, depression, disappointment. It’s like the world keeps spinning faster, and we’re all trying to catch up, gasping for peace, for clarity, for rest.
But can I remind you of something that’s been grounding me lately?
He is still holding it all together.
For in Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible… all things have been created through Him and for Him. He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. Colossians 1:16–17
That includes the galaxies.
And that includes you.
Even when you feel like you're falling apart, He isn't. He’s steady. Present. Sovereign. And close.
So tonight, let the sky remind you… you're not just here to survive the day. You were made in the image of the One who spoke the stars into existence. And if He holds the stars in place, He can hold you, too.
He hasn’t let go.
And He’s not about to start now.
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