splendour

I saw all those stars in the night sky while on the NS highway! Everytime I travel to and fro from kedah I'd ask God for just a few moments of those. It's really really so breathtaking! It's nearly pitch dark and the coach is racing along cliffs and in between ridges.. I can see the silhouette of the forests and up there a gazillion stars are twinkling out of the sky. If I pin my gaze on a particular star, it feels as though somebody's thrown out a million diamonds and time's just frozen and so has my heart.

Every few seconds a car would be zooming past on the opposite lane and its blinding lights spoil the perfect picture at my window. Sometimes there would be reflected lights from the car behind my coach and it's so annoying because I can't see anything until the car speeds up and overtakes the coach. Anw it just popped into my mind that it is like an analogy of how my pride hinders my sight of God's magnificent work and spoils the experience of Him. That's how hunger for glory or for man's approval can really ruin it. Despite the lights, I can still make out a little bit of the skyline but it's really nothing compared to it in pitch darkness. If only I could put out all those extra lights that are fighting to shine and let His breathtaking and gentle beauty shimmer for all to see.

I was also wondering AGAIN how HOW in the world anybody could look at that, look at sunrises, sunsets, the sky, the patterns on the zebra, the details on all that marine life when we scubadive, and believe that the whole world was a coincidence? or a few atoms had collided in space and created this.
When I was in Sec 4, I loved LOVED to look at the sky through the crowns of trees. haha it was like my hobby on the bus. it looked so cool and pretty y'know that sort of feeling when you're captivated. I knew that there was a lot of beauty in my world and there was a lot of goodness around me and among people but I really couldn't make any sense of it. I couldn't put my finger on it. I felt like something was stuck. They didn't mean anything else other than what had met my eyes. I'd wished that there was something beyond what I could make of that beauty.

I love His creation so much I can't even begin describing how and how much. Whenever I look at it, I feel so small and loved as a child of God. It is His way of revealing His splendor before me and His way of allowing my heart to worship.
I really, really wish that every single person in the world could share this, if only we'd just allow Him to give it to us.