There’s a really good chance you aren’t supposed to take photos, and you get yelled at if you do so. It was VERY worth being yelled at twice!
I couldn’t stop looking at the center and thinking of God touching Adam. God is clearly the one reaching so hard and Adam is giving far less effort. I sat and thought deeply about how God touches each of us when we put in the smallest effort. I also thought a lot about the brain structure behind God, and the intellect He imparts to others. I just couldn’t stop staring and reflecting.
I soaked it in for quite a while. I don’t ever want to forget the feelings I had- spiritual feelings, feelings of awe, thoughts of what man can achieve when they put their mind to it, thoughts of leaving something behind for others. I don’t want to forget how vivid the colors were. I don’t want to forget what the Sistine Chapel smells like. And something tells me that the half hour spent soaking up the greatest piece of art history in the world will never leave me.