Once I caught a midnight flight from Seattle to Anchorage. Gazing from the window I had an epiphany. Before me was a view of the Aurora Borealis (Northern Lights) in all its shimmering glory, like a glowing beacon of hope in the dark starlit sky.
A loving sign from the Creator of the universe that even with all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it’s still a beautiful world. That night I had the good fortune to catch a glimpse of Heaven.