In the Davis household, we celebrate space! We have shuttles, rockets, glow-in-the-dark ceiling stars, planets hanging, YouTube channels of NASA launches, you name it. Why? Well, we’re not Trekkies and not into Star Wars (confession: I don’t think I saw the “last” “first” SW prequel or whatever that was). I think, ultimately, we do it because space is stunning and we need to be there, at least as a nation, and it’s the perfect analogy to doing something big for its own sake – because it’s good and beautiful and the cultural and spiritual wake is immense.
But we stopped dreaming. As a people. As a nation. And this spiritual atrophy is one of the leading factors, in my opinion, of why so many young men today especially are lost. We are built to go, as CS Lewis put it, “Further up and further in.” And there’s no better place to do this than the stars. The further we go up to the heavens, the further we go into that place in our hearts where God’s creativity, wonder and brilliance intersect. Neil deGrasse Tyson highlights this well:
