Psalm 147:4 He counts the number of the stars; He gives names to all of them.

Just saw a couple of pictures of the heavens above on the internet. NASA pictures and such, of far away galaxies and stars being born so far away, that they may be old by the time I write this. Just the milky way, our own good old galaxy, is something like 100.000 light years from one side to another, though "only" 1.000 light years thick. Light travels 186,282.4 miles per second, making 671 million miles per hour. Figure a light year from there or google it (as I did). Looking at those pictures, thinking about those dimensions kind of shreds the human spirit, for it cannot imagine such a size. The human spirit cannot as well imagine a god that is big enough to know all the stars by name and to have counted them. The milky way seems to have something like 200 billion of that. And there are at least as many galaxies. And planets. Men cannot grasp such greatness. It cannot figure a god who may be Lord over all of this and still bows down to earth and look at you and me. To come into this place and lead a fairly miserable life (materially spoken) is unimaginable, cannot be grasped. And still, this is our God, the God who came in the form of a baby boy to this earth. This baby boy is Lord over all the stars and all the living things on them. To know this about God can shatter a mind or it can bring a man to his knees humbly admitting how wrong he is and always will be before such power and glory. God is mind-blowingly wonderful and worthy of praise.