“Boy, it’s dark out.”
“I can’t see where we’re going!”
“Boys, just a little further.”
We made our way down the road covered in trees to the nearby field. As we stepped into the clearing, the sky opened up, revealing more stars than we had seen in a long time.
“Wow, look at all the stars.”
Being away from any city lights, the only light pollution that we had was the near by campfires, but even those were blocked by the trees. The night sky was completely clear and crisp, sprinkled with glistening salt on a black tablecloth.
“Hey, there’s the Big Dipper!”
“Over there, see it?”
We could even see the Milky Way, a faint band that was a little less dark than the black around it. You could clearly point it out. We’d have never seen it from our back yard.
Other than a few constellations–the Big Dipper, the Little Dipper, Cassiopeia– most were unfamiliar to us without a star map. But just the vast number and brightness of the sky was staggering.
“Look at all those stars.”
“Isn’t God’s creation amazing?”
And we walked back to our campsite with a better appreciation for the vastness and imagination of our Creator, having had a glimpse into eternity.