I have to admit that the images of certain discoveries give me a feeling of existential angst. For example, the surface of the asteroid Eros, with rocky debris strewn on it, unseen and unchanging in its minute detail for millions of years, and the nitrogen geysers Neptune's moon Triton putting on their improbable display ... for who?
"Oh, great star, what would be your fate if you had no one to shine upon" - Thus Spake Zarathustra
Every new discovery in space just reinforces my belief in God and in my belief that he wants up to go there.