A man stared up at the stars one night, scratched his head, breathed deeply and said "Gaaaawd". He yearned to know who made the stars, but even though he tried very hard he couldn't. Today he still doesn't know, but he suspects it must be somebody named God (though he doesn't have any good evidence yet). When his kid asks him who made the stars, he is as honest as he can be and says "sorry, I don't know yet". Nonetheless, he loves to look at the stars every chance he can get, they're so beautiful.