Notice: Seven Up

Last week I realized that I've had three transformative spiritual visions or revelations in my life: one when I was twelve (God is a lake); another when I was nineteen (God is a field); and the last when I was twenty-six (God is a storm). If you do the math, that's seven years apart. And it really is, give or take a few weeks. Next up? When I'm thirty-three, perhaps I'll realize that God is a mountain, bathe in the Susquehannah River, and make a pilgrimage to Bethlehem, PA. I just hope no one kills my mentor.