"The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork." Psalm 19:1
Praising the Lord for a beautiful sky, scattered with sparkling stars. For sisters who lie on blankets beside me as we gaze up in awe of the beauty before us.
We point out constellations and sing songs at the top of our lungs. We laugh when the songs get too high and our voices screech.
Some of us scream and jump (we wont mention any names *ahem*) when a black cat appears behind us.
We squeal in delight when a ball of fire --a shooting start-- glides across the sky.
Moments like these I have to lift my hands to the heavens and say "Thank you, Jesus. Thank you for this marvelous night. Thank you for my sisters. For my parents allowing us to stay up a little later than usual. For shooting stars."
Most of all, t h a n k y o u for creating it all. ♡
if you look close enough you can see the stars... :)
{Have you ever layed out and watched the stars or seen a shooting star glide across the sky?}
"He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names." Psalm 147:4