The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows his handiwork.
As a nation Australians tend not to get overly excited about being Australian. Of course we live in the best country in the world better but out of consideration for others feelings we're quiet about it & just toss another snag on the barbie.
We're the same way about religion. Quiet. Practically comatose. For goodness sake we don't want to be thought wowsers! Ssssh. It would never do if people knew we actually believed there was a God.
So sometimes it's good to be reminded what a rich Christian heritage we do actually have ~ despite what the secular history books fail to teach. I get so excited every time I think what Australia's full, proper, first name actually is: Great South Land of the Holy Spirit. The Spaniard, Pedro Fernandez de Quiros, is responsible for that. Equally surprising is the fact that to the north of us are a whole swag of Muslim countries who knew we were here, traded with the northern tribes but never invaded because we were, apparently, full of evil spirits. Which is side~tracking somewhat because amongst other things there are a number of prophecies in regards to the part this country is to play in the last great revival.
All of which I knew about. Then last week Dino was standing under the stars, which everyone in this house rather likes to do because devoid of street lights, city lights, & with only the odd house light or two our stars spin like giant Catherine wheels & a meteor shower is a sight to behold! And Dino said to God, Show me something about you in the sky.
So God did.