The spring during the quarantine, my youngest son and I have taken up a new hobby.

We go outside in the dark, to the backyard, we lay down and we stare straight up into the

clear dark Arizona sky to behold the dazzling stars.

The more our eyes adjust, the more stars we begin to see, but about the only stars visible

to us at night are the big boys.

The stars that are mostly brighter and larger than our own son.

I love to hear the awe in my son's voices.

I recite to him the stats on what we're looking at the size and the distance of each visible

star.

He still finds it hard to believe that anything can be larger or brighter than the hot

sun over Arizona.

But in these moments we hear, we hear the voice of the Creator.

In the sky, God speaks to us.

Kind of.

Here's Pastor John in the 1990s sermon on Psalm 19 to explain what we hear.

What you see when you look up outdoors speaks.

It tells.

It proclaims.

You see those verse, those verbs, but here's the verb I like best in verse two.

Day on today.

What is it?

Of course, fourth speech.

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