i don't know if you saw this picture online, but it is an awesome shot of lightning hitting the empire state building yesterday during the storms that passed through the greater new york area. i don't know if it was photoshopped or not, but it looks really cool. apparently, lightning strikes the lightning rod at the top of the esb around 100 times a year.
i wonder what is my lightning rod? what is my highest point, the point of contact, where heaven reaches down and touches me? am i reaching? am i expecting the flash of light, the touch of the divine, the movement of the spirit? am i ready when the magnificent touches the mundane in a moment of intense and terrible beauty and power?
i want to be.