When a man does a piece
of work which is admired by all we say that it is wonderful; but when we see
the changes of day and night, the sun, the moon, and the stars in the sky, and
the changing seasons upon the earth, with their ripening fruits, anyone must
realize that it is the work of someone more powerful than man.
Chased-By-Bears Santee-Yanktonia Sioux
prosaic steel girder is a mass of electrons whirling around each other at
incredible speed. These tiny bodies are governed by precise laws, and these
laws hold true throughout the material world. Science tells us so. We have
no reason to doubt it. When, however, the perfectly logical assumption is
suggested that underneath the material world and life as we see it, there is an
All Powerful, Guiding, Creative Intelligence, right there our perverse streak
comes to the surface and we laboriously set out to convince ourselves it isn't
so. We read wordy books and indulge in windy arguments, thinking we believe
this universe needs no God to explain it. Were our contentions true, it would
follow that life originated out of nothing, means nothing, and proceeds
of regarding ourselves as intelligent agents, spearheads of God's ever
advancing Creation, we agnostics and atheists chose to believe that human
intelligence was the last word, the alpha and the omega. The beginning and the
end of it all. Rather vain of us, wasn’t it?
Book pgs. 48 & 49
let me see the wonders of your creation.