“When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?” Psalm 8:3-4
Clear winter nights remind me of the very first time God spoke to my heart. It was a clear winter night, and the stars were brightly shining outside the aluminum-framed window of our little blue trailer house. The lights were off, and my mom was singing as I stared out the window.
She sang: “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus; there’s just something about that name. Master, Savior, Jesus, like the fragrance after the rain; kings and kingdoms will all pass away, but there’s something, something about that name.”
As my mom sang, God spoke to my heart and said, “Trust me, and I will lead you all the days of your life.”
At five years old, I understood who was speaking to me, and I had hope. I believed then and still believe that God has a plan for my life. I didn’t tell anyone this for years, because it never occurred to me to tell someone. However, I held onto this throughout my childhood.
I grew up on the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe reservation, and I fought the lie that I was worthless. As a little girl, I would think this through, “If the God of the universe would speak to me, then I must be worth something.”
I have come to understand that I am not worth something because God spoke to me. I have value and worth because God values me and created me with inherent worth. The truth is, we are all created with inherent worth and he loves and values each of us. I’m thankful that He loves and values every one of us. I believe he wants to lead each of us also. He is so good.
Over the years, I have found myself looking at the stars in awe of who God is and remembering what he spoke to me.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hand.” Psalm 19:2