Even the stars answer His call. He has named them all and calls each one by name. He knows our names too, and calls us each by name. Father God, give me a heart to come running when you call, like the stars do. I doubt that shooting stars look around when He beckons to see if there is a better offer out there. Stars shoot through the galaxy at His whisper, gladly giving all they have to glorify Him.
Laying outside the other night, watching the Perseid meteor showers, all I could do was praise God. I could imagine the stars being excited because they were called. Not because of anything special they did, but because God chose them to hurtle through space at that moment, (actually thousand of years ago, but we finally see the light of it), for His purpose.
"All who claim me as their God will come, for I have made them for my glory. It was I who created them." Isaiah 43:7