The Night the Sky Changed How I See God

There I was, standing in the middle of nowhere, looking up at the sky. I stared for so long that I started to feel overwhelmed. I was scared but also excited. Then I saw the moon, so bright, looking right at me. I’ve seen this so many times over the years, but why did it look different now? I kept watching and spinning in awe, but with a bit of fear as to how such a thing could exist. Where did you come from, and why do you show up everywhere I go?

I was walking but couldn’t escape the feeling that I was being watched. When I looked up or around me, it wasn’t just me; someone else was there. The fear in me got so strong that all I thought about was running. But how far could I run?

In a split second, I woke up panting and out of breath. I was dreaming. Getting ready to leave for school that day felt different. I prayed and studied the Word, but still felt the fear in me. It wasn’t until I stepped outside that I felt the real impact of the dream I had just experienced.

I couldn’t bring myself to look at the sky. The same sky I’ve seen every day felt like a mystery I hadn’t truly noticed before. But there was no escaping it. I eventually looked, and I saw it differently. It wasn’t just clouds hovering over us, changing with the weather. It felt like God was staring right at me and whispering, “I see you.”

I could hear Him saying, I’m always with you, even when you think I’m not. I’m right by your side every minute of your life, just like the skies above you.

It was a moment where everything God made began to feel overwhelming. I felt like an alien seeing creation for the first time. Everything around me reminded me of Him. The trees, the animals, the skies, and even the people around me suddenly felt significant in a way I had never noticed before.

I had lived for so long with everything normalized. We see creation every day and move on without thinking twice about it. Yet, we still haven’t discovered everything about the Earth, or even ourselves. To me, that says something about the vastness of God and how much of Him we can never fully comprehend.

So I wonder why people question the existence of a supreme God who controls all things. Maybe creation alone is not enough for everyone to believe, but I no longer see God as a mystery I have to solve before trusting Him. He has already given us so much that points back to Him.

And this is something I had never truly thought about before. It was always about God changing my situation or answering a specific prayer. But pausing long enough to see Him in everything around me changed my perspective on who He is.

I now see creation as a reflection of God. Nothing around us feels random anymore. When I see the trees, the rivers, and other people, I see glimpses of the One who made them all.

This dream was God’s answer to a prayer I had prayed the night before. I felt abandoned by Him because of certain events in my life. But I woke up that morning with a different view of my life and others’. I went from complaining to being grateful.

Grateful for the precision in creating me and everything around that helps us survive. Grateful for the people in my life, I had taken for granted because of familiarity. Grateful for the blessings that come my way every day, even the ones I once considered too small.

It was no longer about God’s silence, but seeing beyond my expectations of Him. I wasn’t doing anything alone. He was with me through it all, and I couldn’t see that because I was too focused on what I wanted Him to do.

Later that night, I saw the moon again, and I just stood still. It looked the same, but the person looking at it was somehow different. I was still scared, but also excited. Scared that I may never fully understand creation, but excited that God used it to change my view of Him.

If I can’t fully understand God’s creation, how much more Him?

So I’ll keep believing and accept what He gives me every day. And call to mind the words of David in Psalm 19:1:“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.”

I am the work of His hands, and I’ll always remember that He’s watching over me, and creation reminds me of that promise.

© 2026 Sabina Kumi.

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