“I know that God is around. Sometimes when I survey my speculations, I think I see occasional sparks of
divine interference, like points of light reflected by the sea on a moonlit night. These annoyingly ephemeral hints seem to form a ghostly pattern in my mind. Insubstantial, fluctuating between existence and non-existence, this pattern taunts me with it’s holiness· Wraith-like and tantalising, it flaunts it’s divinity, then disappears before it commits the error of divulging explicit evidence of a theistic presence.
Elusive God may be, but there is one conclusion I have been permitted to come to: God plays games and
has a sense of humour, sometimes.