I dreamed I was looking up at a beautiful late-evening sky, filled with stars. As I gazed, I could see that behind them, much further away, there were countless millions of fainter, smaller stars.
As I watched, the stars parted, like clouds, revealing hundreds of small brightly-shining white shapes, rather like crosses.
For a few moments, I thought they too were stars. But then I realised they were moving: great flocks of birds, like swans, some black, some white, wheeling together and filling the sky above me.
And as I watched, all these things began to fade away, and I woke up.
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I am the one who made the earth and created people to live on it. With my hands I stretched out the heavens. All the stars are at my command (Isaiah 45:12; NLT).
The Lord merely spoke, and the heavens were created. He breathed the word, and all the stars were born (Psalm 33:6; NLT).
God is more glorious than the moon; he shines brighter than the stars (Job 25:5; NLT).
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge (Psalm 19:1-2; NIV).