Some people love sunrises, some love sunsets, but I find that I care for neither of those things. No, what I love is the night sky.
Is there anything more beautiful than a crisp, clear, black night? A star painted sky? The dusty trail of the Milky Way’s light? Is there anything more beautiful than looking up & seeing the proof that there is always light to be found in the darkness?
Maybe. I think that’s up for interpretation based off every one’s individual preferences, but for me, nothing rivals it.
I find that when I gaze up at the night sky and I take it all in, I can’t fathom how one does so without seeing it for what it is.
Because it’s a beautiful, masterful creation. It’s some of the best artwork to ever be put on display. I can’t look up and see that and think for even a moment that it was born by chance. — No, it’s in those moments I see just how big my God is. 🙂