Are We Alone in the Universe?
Holding Wonder, Faith, and the Mystery of Creation Together
I’ve spent countless nights under the night sky, camera pointed upward, heart wide open, mind wandering into the deep. The question comes naturally when you spend enough time staring into the quiet: Are we alone out here?
It’s a question that stirs both Christians and non‑Christians. Some feel threatened by it. Others feel liberated. And some, like me, stand somewhere in the middle, curious, thoughtful, and grounded in a faith that doesn’t crumble when the universe feels bigger than we imagined.
The truth is, from a Christian perspective, we are never alone.
Not because of the possibility of other life, but because Jesus Himself promised:
“And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” — Matthew 28:20
That verse alone reframes the entire conversation. Even if the cosmos is teeming with life or completely silent, His presence is constant. His nearness is not dependent on what we discover or don’t discover.
When I think about the possibility of life beyond Earth, I don’t feel threatened. I don’t feel like it diminishes humanity’s place in God’s story. Scripture is clear about how God sees us:
“What is mankind that you are mindful of them… You made them a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned them with glory and honor.” — Psalm 8:4–5
And again:
“So God created mankind in his own image…” — Genesis 1:27
Nothing in the vastness of space changes that.
If God chose to create other beings somewhere out there, it wouldn’t undo His love for us or the identity He gave us. We are still image‑bearers. We are still the ones He walked with in the garden. We are still the ones He redeemed through Christ.
That’s not arrogance. It’s simply accepting what Scripture says about who we are.
Some Christians fear that asking these questions means doubting God.
But I’ve found the opposite to be true.
The more I learn about the universe, the galaxies, the nebulae, the exoplanets, the more I feel the weight of Psalm 19:
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” — Psalm 19:1
Exploring creation doesn’t pull me away from God.
It draws me closer.
It reminds me that the same God who crafted the stars also crafted me.
It reminds me that mystery is not the enemy of faith.
It reminds me that wonder is a form of worship.
Here’s where I land, personally:
I don’t believe we’re alone in the universe.
But that belief doesn’t shake my faith; it strengthens it.
Because if God chose to create life elsewhere, then His creativity is even more expansive than we imagined. His glory stretches farther than our telescopes can see. His story is bigger than our planet, but His love is still intimate enough to reach my small backyard on planet earth.
And if we are alone, if Earth is the only place where life exists, then that only magnifies the miracle of our existence. It means God placed humanity in a universe-sized cathedral and said, “This is for you.”
Either way, Jesus is still with us.
Either way, we are still His.
Either way, the heavens still declare His glory.
I don’t need all the answers.
I don’t need certainty about what’s out there.
I just need the One who promised to walk with me, guide me, and hold me, no matter how vast the night sky becomes.
So I keep looking up.
I keep wondering.
I keep trusting.
Because the universe is big, but my God is bigger.
And whether the stars hold neighbors or only echoes, I know this much:
We are not alone. We never have been. We never will be.
So until next year! Keep Looking Up!
-g