Archive - October 5, 2010

The brightest star…

It was night and stars in the Southern Hemisphere were breaking through the black canvas that stretched itself across our sky. I walked barefoot through the moist grass on the field next to our house and I looked up at our beautiful sky.  I remember asking myself, which of those magnificent stars was the closest to me?

I was struck by the multitude of stars in the heavens, and although some appeared to be closer they all seemed so very far away. So far away in fact, that it was almost impossible to say with my naked myopic eye which star was indeed closest. Is there a metaphor here?

Are we fallen like those stars in the sky, each of us so far away from heavenly perfection that comparing who is closest or the brightest really makes no sense at all?