“O come, let us worship and bow down: Let us kneel before he Lord our Maker” Psalm 96:5
It was this Word of God, made flesh for the salvation of men, that “in the beginning” (Genesis 1:1) not only made the worlds of our planetary system but all the marching constellations, for the heavens are the works of His hands.
And so it is that he who looks upward may see the hands of Christ in the sky – His works of power, wisdom, and beauty.
The hand of Christ, the Master workmen, had been seen in the vat dome of stars long ages before that anonymous technician round his first lenses or Galileo put them in his first telescope. As men began to peer into the boundless voids with stronger and stronger eyes – the mighty glasses of great astronomical observatories – they were stuck with silent wonder at the awesome vastness of the universe. Now we know that the human mind can have no conception of the endless gigantic creation about us.
The creation testifies of its Creator as the eternal, infinite God. “All thy works shall praise thee, O Lord” (Psalm 145:10), said David with the tongue of inspiration. He must have been gazing out into the blue-back sky as thee on the verdant meadows of heaven began to bloom, one by one, the lovely stars, “the forget-me-nots of the angels.” Longfellow.
We rejoice in the human Christ, a humble Galilean carpenter; but we must know, too, that He was, and is, the Son of God Most High that the very heavens are the work of His hands. Indeed, His works praise Him when His worshipers are silent.