When I consider thy heavens,
the works of thy fingers, the
moon and the stars, which
thou has ordained; What is
man, that thou art mindful of
him? and the son of man, that
thou visitest him?
Have you ever stood on a cloudless night and gazed at the stars high above? Were you overwhelmed with the vastness of our universe? Most people have contemplated the significance of life and have asked themselves the burning questions: Do I matter in this world? Does God even know I’m here? What is the significance of mankind? What reason do I have to live?
I can picture David on a hillside tending his sheep and gazing at the stars wondering the same things we wonder now. When you realize that you are a tiny speck on a speck, it is natural to wonder why God cares for us. Victor Frankl survived unimaginable horrors in the concentration camp at Auschwitz during the Holocaust and was compelled to answer the question – what reason do I have to live? His experiences are documented in his 1946 book The Meaning of Life. His conclusion was that the meaning of life is found in every moment of living; life never ceases to have meaning, even in suffering and death. He wrote:
“We stumbled on in the darkness, over big stones and through large puddles, along the one road leading from the camp. The guards kept shouting at us and driving us with the butts of their rifles. Anyone with very sore feet supported himself on his neighbor’s arm…the icy wind did not encourage talk. Hiding his mouth behind his upturned collar, the man marching next to me whispered suddenly, ‘If our wives could see us now! I do hope they are better off in their camps and don’t know what is happening to us.’
That brought thoughts of my own wife to mind…occasionally I looked at the sky, where the stars were fading and the pink light of the morning was beginning to spread behind a dark bank of clouds. But my mind clung to my wife’s image, imagining it with an uncanny acuteness. I heard her answering me, saw her smile, her frank and encouraging look. Real or not, her look was then more luminous than the sun which was beginning to rise.
A thought transfixed me: for the first time in my life I saw the truth…that love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which man can aspire…I understood how a man who has nothing left in this world may still know bliss…For the first time in my life I was able to understand the contemplation of an infinite glory.” (The Meaning of Life)
It is my hope that we can all gaze at the stars in the sky and see the love and glory of God. It is then when we will realize the worth of a human soul.