A stunning sight

It was one of those: Is this God speaking to me? moments. Seemingly from nowhere a thought surfaced, and the persistent luminosity of it made me wonder if the Holy Spirit was broadcasting on my personal wavelength. 

Some believers insist that their lives are punctuated with daily, even hourly revelations such as these. I haven’t found God to be quite so chatty, so when I do sense his nudge, I usually enter crisis mode: Is this thought truly the divine voice, or merely the after-effects of last night’s chicken tikka masala? I wish God would speak with a louder, clearer voice, but perhaps he whispers because he wants us to draw closer.