It was a masterpiece of artistry beyond what any earthy painter could put on canvass. All of the earth around me seemed to respond to the life-giving light from above. The flowers stood straight and waved in the breeze as if in salute to the unfolding, surrounding beauty. The air had just enough chill that upon inhaling an awakening wave passed through the body, an energizing pulse reminiscent of one's alive state and the potential we possess. I had seen awe-inspiring mornings before, but for some reason this morning I was particularly receptive to the grandeur of this special radiant act of creation.
People make claims about hearing all kinds of things, sometimes with extremely destructive results.
On the other hand, if God can create a morning such as that one, He can also talk to me. I am not prepared, as yet, to answer these questions. Maybe I never will be. Maybe they are unanswerable. What I do know is that this splendid morning was intensely inspiring, and that was good.