In Holy Land, our group went on the Sea of Galilee in a boat. When we landed at the spot where the disciples found Jesus cooking and later asking Peter if he loves him three times, our priest read the relevant passage from the scripture. As soon as he finished reading, Bob, the only person who fasted the night before by skipping the dinner at the hotel, pointed out to the rest of us that the sun was pulsating. This was bright afternoon sun. When I turned to look at the sun, it appeared like a big white host, with no glare that normally would hurt the eye. Perhaps the pulsation signified a beating heart? Again, God's timing was perfect and he knew exactly whom to choose to see this miracle first.