Sunday Huddle

Meteor Showers by Lisa Bull

For several nights recently there have been meteor showers. I hadn’t gone out to watch because, well, I was too tired and wanted to go to bed instead. Friday night I was home alone. I had stepped outside around 10:30 or so and was greeted by the most wonderful gentle breeze. The insects were singing their songs. I looked up and the sky twinkled down at me. I was instantly drawn into the vastness of the night sky.

I sat down on the patio bench to take in the depth and beauty. No sooner had I looked back up and two meteors shot by. The white streaks went by so quickly that it took me a moment to process what I had just witnessed. I had forgotten about the meteor showers. I stayed there for a while hoping to see more—kicking myself for not taking the time to watch the “show” earlier in the week.

But, those were the only two I witnessed.

I’ve seen the Atlantic Ocean, the Pacific Ocean, and the Gulf of Mexico. I’ve been to the Rocky Mountains, the Smoky Mountains, and the Ozark Mountains. I’m always in awe of God’s creation. But, there is something about the night sky. When I look up into the darkness, and realize that I am only seeing a very small glimpse of what is out there, I am astounded at the wonder of God. Even writing this I find it difficult to find adjectives that are descriptive enough for what I feel.

To think that the moon that I look at is the same moon that every person throughout time has looked at—did they feel the same admiration that I do? Did they contemplate The Creator the way I do as I try to grasp the enormity of space?

How big is my God that he created the Universe? Why do I doubt that He can handle my problems when He hung the stars in the night sky? If I ever wonder is there really a God, all I have to do is walk outside and look up and my heart knows. It’s as if I can feel him embracing me, speaking to me through each twinkle of a star.

Yes, He is real. He is Big. He created the planets and He created me. He knows each star by name and He knows each hair on my head.


Lisa Bull sees her life as a journey along God’s divine plan. While considering herself an expert on nothing, she enjoys laughing and has made “choosing joy” her motto. Lisa has experienced God’s unfailing love and grace in her life and wants nothing more than for others to enjoy that same gift in their lives.

Lisa is the daughter and granddaughter of ministers. She has multiple relatives in ministry on both sides of her father’s family including several pastors, pastor’s wives, and missionaries. In fact, ministry in her maternal grandmother’s family can be traced back several generations. She loves being a wife and mother of two terrific young men.

Visit Lisa at mommalisaof2-LISA’S PERCEPTIONS

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