Is Interstellar object 3I/ATLAS Alien Technology?
Faith in the Face of the Unknown
I have been reading in the news a lot over the last several weeks about the third interstellar object that has entered our solar system, it is known by the name of 3I/ATLAS. Just like ‘Oumuamua in 2017 and Borisov in 2019, this new visitor is not bound by our sun’s gravity, it’s just passing through. A cosmic traveler from another star system. Another mystery. Another reminder of how vast and wild creation truly is.
And of course, the theories started swirling. Some scientists speculate it could be a fragment from a distant planetary system. Others, more boldly, suggest it might be a probe, something sent by non-human intelligence. Extraterrestrial. Alien. The kind of stuff that makes headlines and fuels imaginations.
But as I ponder on this, and the excitement all around it, I feel no fear. No confusion. Just wonder. Because no matter how strange or obscure the theories get, I know this: we are still part of God’s plan. And so is that interstellar object.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.”
— Psalm 19:1
That verse always will ground me. The heavens aren’t just a backdrop for science fiction; they’re a living testimony of God’s creativity, power, and presence. Every comet, every star, every wandering object from another galaxy is part of His design. Nothing surprises Him. Nothing is outside His sovereignty.
It’s easy to let our faith wobble when the unknown knocks on our door. When science pushes the boundaries of what we thought was possible. But faith isn’t about having all the answers. It’s about trusting the One who does.
“He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.”
— Colossians 1:17
Even if one day we discover life beyond Earth, it won’t change the truth that God is the author of life. Whether it’s microbes on Mars or civilizations light-years away, they too would be part of His creation. And if this interstellar object is just a rock, then it’s a rock that’s traveled unimaginable distances, bearing silent witness to the majesty of the universe He spoke into being.
So I choose wonder over worry. Curiosity over fear. Faith over speculation.
Because Our Night Sky isn’t just a place to explore the stars, it’s a place to remember who made them. And when the heavens whisper mysteries, I listen with a heart anchored in truth.
“Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these? He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name.”
— Isaiah 40:26
Tonight, I’ll be watching the stars again. Maybe I’ll catch a glimpse of that interstellar traveler. Maybe I won’t (actually I wont, it’s too dim to see from Earth). But either way, I’ll know without a doubt who holds the galaxies in His hands, and my heart in His grace.
