“When I consider your heavens.....the moon and the stars which you made
and set in place.....” (Psalm 8:3)
In the moments when I reflect on the greater picture - on the stars, the planets, and the heavens - all of it,
I inevitably go back to Job, the book generally regarded as the oldest book in Scripture. Out of the blue
(although nothing in Scripture actually is) a writer decided to tell Job’s story, a very ancient one of struggle
and faith. Job’s world had fallen apart. Every area of his life which had given him comfort was dissected and
removed and even his closest friends wouldn’t stand by him.
Ever have that feeling? All alone, nobody else gets it or cares? Job, though, was in a darker place than
most. I say most but not all, because I can’t think of a more horrific place to be than in a concentration camp
during Hitler’s regime. That’s as low as it gets. Zero hope. In Job’s world long before that, once he got past
his immediate non-supportive friends, it’s unlikely there were many neighbors or some other town he could
run to and disappear for as long as he wanted either. Zero hope again, or so it seemed. What else could he
do but question his Maker? He did have a relationship with God after all, and that probably put him ahead of
the majority of the population even then, much less in today’s world.
We all have our dark times. And because Job had the darkest of the dark, it’s not a bad idea to check in and
see what he did about it. Like us, he elected to chose the righteous way. He, too, would not back down from
his trust in the Almighty One. And we know that after all the discourses with his (so called) friends as well as
with God, that Job came out victorious.
The Old Testament Scriptures site numerous times when God verbally spoke, of which many of those
instances can be found in the discourse with Job. One such response (Job 38:4-7) was this: “Where were
you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me if you understand? Who marked off its dimensions? Surely
you know. Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its
cornerstone - all this while the morning stars sang together and the angels shouted for joy?”
Today, after the fact, NASA among others has zeroed in on a formation of red stars in the heavens which
they believe are humming to themselves. Sound waves emanating from the stars. In other words, singing
stars. Who knew? Anyone who has read the book of Job knew, that’s who. Every detail of the perceived
tune had been precisely recorded, including all the frequencies. They called it the giant red concert and it
was played at a press conference in Denmark. No surprise there because Biblically the North is very
important in the grand scale of things and the Scandinavian countries are about as north as you can get.
There’s more. (Isaiah 55:12) “You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.”
So, will the stars and the hills and the mountains actually sing, and will trees actually clap their hands? You
bet they will. This is where we separate the sheep and the goats. (Matthew 25:32) “All the nations will be
gathered before Him and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep
from the goats.”
There is a smorgasbord of directions in which we could go here, but simply put, the Bible is far more true
than most people, especially Christians!, give it credit for. When God says the morning stars will be singing,
you can count on it. When God says the hills will break out in song and the trees will literally clap, believe it.
We all need to stop passing off things which we can’t readily understand as not to be taken literally.
Job got a big dose of God’s holiness and solidarity. We don’t have to be friendless and sitting in ashes with
miserable welts all over our bodies to appreciate God’s word. Just believe what is written. God allowed it,
Jesus verified it. Job’s conclusion (Job 42:5) was “I had heard of You, but now I see You.” That needs to be
our conclusion too. Can’t wait to hear those morning stars sing.