09/05/2026
When life is good, it is easier for me to feel Jesus Christ near. But when life becomes dark and painful, I sometimes wonder, “Why does He feel so far away?”
That question reminds me of something that happened many years ago.
One morning, my little boy came running into the house and nervously told me to follow him. I followed as he hurried outside, pointed toward the clear blue sky, and asked, “Where did they go?”
It was a beautiful, sunny morning. I scanned the sky, trying to see what he had seen.
“Where did what go?” I asked. “An airplane?”
He shook his head.
“A helicopter?”
“No.”
“What did you see?”
Shielding his eyes from the bright sun, he continued searching.
“Where did the shining stars go?” he asked with concern. “There were lots of them last night, right up there, but now they’re gone.”
I explained, “The stars are still there. We just can’t see them because the sunlight is so bright. When it becomes dark again, we will see them.”
“Phew!” he said, wiping his forehead. “I love those shining stars!”
I have never forgotten that moment.
My little boy couldn’t see the stars, so he thought they had disappeared. Sometimes I do the same thing with the Savior. When I cannot feel Him, I wonder if He is still there.
But the stars taught me that being unseen is not the same as being absent.
Sometimes faith means seeking Him anyway—praying when heaven feels quiet, opening the scriptures once more, and trusting Him enough to take another step.
Looking back on some of my darkest days, I can now see lights I missed then: strength that was not my own, words my heart needed, and people who reached out at just the right time.
I would never say I loved the darkness. But I can say what my little boy said:
“I love those shining stars.” ✨
Even when I cannot see Him, He sees me.
Even when I cannot hear Him, He hears me.
Even when I cannot feel Him, He has not left me.
The darkness was real.
But so was His light.
The shining stars are still there.
And so is He. ✨
—Anonymous