Ever need a sign of hope? Ever need a sign that things are going to be all right? Ever need a sign that you were going to pass the test, or that she wasn't going to break up with you? Ever need a sign that God was still around or that life was still worth living?

Ah, we all know of the need of a sign, don't we? It's funny how we are built. Inside, I mean. We can have proofs and explanations and insistent documentation, but that's not what we really need deep inside, is it? We want a sign.

The most subtle, fragile, subjective hint of all, a sign, is what we need to assure us of our place in a person's life, or to assure us that it'll be okay, or to assure us that God is there.

Just a sign. Like looking off to the side of the cluster of stars called Pleiades to bring them out in a brightn…