Oh my stars!

Last night I went to a lake with a group of acquaintences. It was about 11:00 pm and I lost myself in the vastness of the sky. As I soaked up the sky with all of its stars, I couldn't help but think about the verse in Psalms when it says that God has a name for every one of the stars. I long to know what a name of a star would sound like. Perhaps the names are only known and understood by God. There is something so comforting about looking into the sky. It's very childish of me to think this, but sometimes I feel like I'm looking at God if I look high enough. As if there are moments when it is just God and I, as I look up into his glorious creation. Wow.