Psalm 148

Praise him, sun and moon;
praise him, all you shining stars!
Praise him, you highest heavens,
and you waters above the heavens!
Let them praise the name of the Lord,
for he commanded and they were created.

This New Year's early morning the arc of heaven shines with a billion stars.

I can see so many more stars than usual that even the Big Dipper is a bit obscured.

But it is there, as it has been since humanity's first evening.

Over the millennia the stars have shifted slightly and continue to shift.

But the formation will remain recognizable for another 500 plus centuries.

From our earthly angle it appears to be a ladle, plow, gourd, saucepan, or chariot.

What shape would it take if we stood at a different place in our galaxy?

Yet the seven stars are always there, constant, shining, showing the way.

The name, identity, place and purpose of That Which Exists persists.

Psalm 148