I’m sitting on a plane as I write this. The air is thick and humid. I can tell it’s cold outside by the chill on the widow as I press my face to look for the sun. I strain my neck, looking through the tiny window and I can see dawn creeping over the eastern horizon behind us. Snores, coughs, and small murmurs fill the cabin as the engine roars.
The fog is heavy this morning resting over the earth, as if it were in a deep sleep. Through the gaps in the fog, the cities illuminating below look like twinkling Christmas lights. Directly outside of my window, I’m face to face with the stars.
I grew up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by open fields. We would often lie outside at night by a fire and count the shooting stars. It always fascinated me.
So now, here I am, eye level with the sky and out of nowhere a trail of light blazed through the darkness. For as long as I can remember, I’ve called this event a “shooting star.” But this high up, I can see more clearly; it was falling.
Why does God allow such a beautiful thing to fall?
When I think of a falling star, I imagine that is the end of its life. But what I learned is that a “falling star” (or “shooting star”) has nothing at all to do with a star! It is actually a meteoroid which is like a rock moving in the solar system.
When it enters the earth’s atmosphere at 45,000 mph it becomes luminescent as a result of friction and appears as a streak of light. During this transition, layers of dust are shed.
As I continued to ponder it’s fall, I reflect back to a time when I felt like I was falling 45,000 mph. Have you ever felt so much friction in your life you just want to escape? Looking back, I see that God was trying to bring me into a new atmosphere; and just like the meteoroid, I had to shed the layers of dust and debris from my life.
Interestingly enough, I found out that once the meteor survives its passage through the atmosphere, it hits the ground without being destroyed. How can something traveling 45,000 mph not be destroyed upon impact?
I was in a season where life was flying by so quickly, I knew I was bound to crash and burn at any point. I knew something had to give in order to survive. So I cried out to God, and literally braced myself for impact, unsure of what would happen next.
I gave up my own will for his. I knew it would be uncomfortable but I had so much debris from my past, I had to release everything that was weighing me down. Flying toward a hard impact, anticipating destruction, this scripture is how we as believers can fall and never be destroyed:
2 Corinthians 4:8-10 NLT
We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies.
That beautiful star I thought was falling wasn’t falling at all, because a falling star has nothing at all to do with a star. That rock falling through the sky shines because it’s transitioning into a new atmosphere. And even when it looks like it’s journey will destroy it, the value of a meteorite found after its impact on earth is worth a million dollars a pound. Many have called meteorites the “truest form of black gold.”
This fact brought me back to the Word of God, and it all made sense- the value of my journey is all worth it!
Job 23:10 NLT
"But he knows where I am going. And when he tests me, I will come out as pure gold.”
Thank you for joining me in my journal to Finding Grace…
Enjoy the journey