One last step in a typical bedtime routine,
a quick glance out the blinds
a last check on the surroundings we call home.
Unexpectedly, an audible gasp leaves my lips.
The black night is filled with hundreds of twinkling lights
and I am amazed.
I've seen them before, these flaming wonders,
taken them for granted even.
But tonight, this very night,
I am caught unaware.
And face to face I am
and the One who creates.
He determines the numbers of stars and calls them each by name.
Note: This first appeared on A Dandelion Diary March 3, 2013. Due to a technical difficulty preventing a new post, this one being re-posted today. Photo credit here