Every night before going to bed, I go out and observe the stars. I know each tiny speckle is something on a much larger scale trillions of miles away, and it compels me to consider how small I am in this universe.

We’ve had clear skies here lately, so there has been plenty of stargazing.

A few nights ago, after looking at the starry skies, I was getting ready for bed when the usual peace and quiet of the night was broken by the unmistakable sound of a pack of coyotes. I usually hear them off in the distance, but they were close this time. I immediately threw on my robe and slippers, grabbed a flashlight, and ran outside.

There’s a newborn calf in the field – easy prey for coyotes.

I rushed to the nearest gate that faced the fields and waved my flashlight towards the noise, something that will typically scare away these nocturnal animals. I listened for the bellows of a distressed mother trying to protect her calf. If I heard anything, I was ready to jump into the UTV and head toward the fields to save the calf… in my pajamas.

But the cows were silent. The only sound I could hear were the yippings and hollerings of the coyotes growing fainter and fainter until all was quiet again on the farm.

As I walked back to the RV, I looked up at the stars again.

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?

psalm 8:3-4

The same God that created the stars and the galaxies is the same God that not only created me – He loves me. I may feel small when I look at the night sky, but I am not small to Him. Just as I was ready to take on a pack of coyotes in my pink robe and slippers to save a calf, God runs to my aid every moment of every day. Yet more times than I can count, I’ve told myself I’m not enough.

How great a God is He!

Songs for when you are feeling too small to notice: