Say what?!

Simon and I were playing soccer in the front yard when he yelled out and pointed at the sky:
Hey MOM! I see Jesus coming!
I froze.  What can I do but turn around and look? 
The sun was behind the branches of the tall tree across the street shining brightly through the branches.  There were streams of light pouring through.  It was not Jesus (did I need to say that?)  But it sure was pretty.