The heavens herald your glory, O God, and the skies display your handiwork. Day after day they tell their story, and night after night they reveal the depth of their understanding (Psalm 19:1-2; TIV).
Let all that I am praise the LORD. O LORD my God, how great you are! You are robed with honour and majesty. You are dressed in a robe of light. You stretch out the starry curtain of the heavens (Psalm 104:1-2; NLT).
Last night, I dreamed that when I looked up at a beautiful, blue, day-time sky, wonderfully streaked with white clouds, it changed in a moment to the most ravishing, stunning night sky I had ever seen.
The darkness of the vast, over-arching firmament was filled with countless stars, bright and dim, great and small, amongst which I could also see planets. The whole vision was alive: I was watching what was actually happening high above me at that very moment.
In the dream, this vision happened several times over the course of a few days, and in conversation with a clergyman, I described it to him. His response was fascinating: he told me that the next time it occurred, I should try to extend the vision at its edges, so I could see even more. I suspected that he wanted to know what might be revealed. However, I knew immediately that I would not do as he suggested, for two reasons.
Firstly, during each vision, I was fully absorbed in what I was experiencing. Transfixed by its beauty and wonder, I was overwhelmed with joy and awe. Thus, I had no capacity to think beyond the moment.
Secondly, I knew that each vision was complete. I was seeing what Yahweh wanted me to see, nothing more, and and nothing less, so I had no desire to attempt to extend it in any way.
Then I woke up, began to pray, and knew immediately that I had to write down all I had experienced whilst sleeping.
To whom can you liken me? Who is my equal?” says the Holy One. Lift up your eyes and ask yourself who made these stars, if not the One who drills them like an army, calling each by name? Because God is so great in strength, so mighty in power, not a single one is missing (Isaiah 40:25-6; TIV).