The God of Galaxies And Sparrows
- Kerry Morris
- Nov 21
- 4 min read
Sometimes believing in a cosmic God is easier than believing in a personal God

Prayer In A Storm
One night several years ago, while backcountry camping along the Ocmulgee river, I found myself in the path of a tornado. My rain tarp was pounded with rain and wind, and the weather radio crackled with updates. The thunder demanded I run for shelter, but the darkness gave me nowhere to go.
So, I did what I think most people would do in that situation.
I prayed.
This was not a prayer filled with flowery language. But what it lacked in polish, it made up for in sincerity. It was a primal manifestation of faith, creation reaching to Creator in a moment of need.
Eventually, the storm passed and morning found me safe. But the stillness of that sunrise brought with it a question: Why did I pray? Who was I speaking to, and why did I think it would help?
Powerful and Personal
In that moment of tension, faith strained to reach for two realities. First, I had to believe God was big enough to control a storm. Second, I had to believe he was small enough to hear my single human voice. But sometimes believing in a cosmic God is easier than believing in a personal God. 83% of the U.S. believes in God or a higher power[1], but only 42% say God “hears prayers and can intervene on a person’s behalf.[2]”
Jesus spoke of an all-powerful God who “gives his sunlight to both the evil and the good, and he sends rain on the just and the unjust alike.[3]” But he also said, “not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your [Heavenly] Father knowing it…So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows…the very hairs on your head are all numbered.[4]”
The Hebrew prophet Isaiah hears a cosmic God say, “I am the one who made the earth and created people to live on it. With my hands I stretched out the heavens. All the stars are at my command.[5]” But in the book of Psalms, another writer says, “You have searched me and known me.[6]” The Qur’an says the Creator’s “throne extends over the heavens and the earth.[7]” And it also says we “We are closer to [God] than his jugular vein.[8]” The God of Abraham is both powerful and personal.
A traditional Lakota prayer captures this dynamic beautifully. “O Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me. I am small and weak. I need Your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.[9]”
Beyond sacred texts, the natural world offers clues to a Higher Power who is also highly personal. Science tells us we can travel at the speed of light for 93 billion years and still not traverse the universe. Our tiny planet rotates around one star, in a galaxy of 200 billion stars, in a universe of two trillion galaxies[10]. And while science testifies of the awe-inspiring vastness of creation, it also says each of us are infinitely unique. About 117 billion humans have lived on earth[11], and no two have had the same fingerprints, DNA, even gut microbiome[12]. Each of us is a one-of-a-kind, once-in-eternity creation, bearing the personal touch of a caring God. The scale and complexity defy human explanation
The God We Pray To
Millennia of human experience and the vastness of creation hint at a Higher Power. But even as we embrace a reality that is bigger and more complex than we can comprehend, we still wrestle with a second question. Does God care about me? My prayer in the storm only makes sense if both aspects of God are true.
Each time I think about the universe, each time I pray, I am challenged to reach for this most relevant and most powerful version of faith, a faith that dares to believe the God of the Galaxies is also the God of the Sparrows.
Galaxies and Sparrows
Faith believes your hands are big
Big enough to hold planets,
Big enough to hold eternity
Big enough to hold life and death
Big enough to hold all of creation
Big enough for anything
But our lives are small
Blinks in eternity
A series of fragile breaths
A job that might be too hard today
A headache that won’t go away
Next month’s house payment
A safe drive home
Tiny things in the scope of all eternity
Surely too tiny to concern
The God who holds everything
But could it be
Your hands are also small?
Small enough to touch a human heart?
Small enough to wipe the tears of a child?
Small enough to confine himself
To a finite moment
In the finite mind
Of a finite creature?
Your hands hold planets
As gently as they hold babies
Faith in a God of the galaxies
Is really only half a faith.
The other part
Perhaps the greater part,
Is faith in a God
Who gently holds the sparrow
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FOOTNOTES
[1] Pew Research Center, 2025
[2] (Gallup, 2022).
[3] Matthew 5:45 NLT
[4] Matthew 10:29-31 NLT
[5] Isaiah 45:5, 7, 12 NLT
[6] Psalm 139:
[7] Qur’an 2:255
[8] Qur’an 50:16:
[9] Traditional Lakota prayer (popularized through Chief Yellow Lark, 1887, The Indian Prayer in American Anthology)
[10] The universe is ~93 billion light-years across, with an estimated two trillion galaxies (NASA/JPL-Caltech, 2016), and is continuously expanding. Earth’s distance from the sun, oxygen ratio (~21%), and DNA complexity each represent improbable equilibrium (Kasting et al., Science, 1993).
[11] Population Reference Bureau, “How Many People Have Ever Lived on Earth?” (updated 2022)
[12] No two humans share identical DNA, fingerprints, or even gut microbiomes (NIH, 2012).
[13] Isaiah 49:16 NLT
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