I saw the Milky Way for the first time on my honeymoon. My husband and I took a cruise to Jamaica. One evening we were out on deck cuddling in a lounge chair and star gazing.

In the middle of the ocean there was no "light pollution" from nearby cities so the sky was ablaze with stars. It was amazing. My husband pointed out all kinds of constellations. I knew a few familiar names: Orion's Belt and the Big Dipper. But I couldn't get over the Milky Way, the millions of stars all strewn in a heavenly path. It twisted and sparkled and lit up the night.

I had heard about the Milky Way, read about it, seen pictures of it in books but had never grasped the amazement of it. I wonder if that's what it'll be like to meet God in heaven one day. I've heard about him, I've read about him, I've seen him at work but until we meet I will not be able to grasp the amazement of him.

I have glimpses now and then, moments of wonderment but I suspect my thoughts are pale compared to the real thing. It's like picking out Orion's Belt from my backyard hammock, I can see some of the stars, but I don't see the whole spectacular Milky Way. I can't grasp all the twists and sparkles of the universe.

What a thrill it will be to see the whole of God someday.