I am looking at a little baby girl, right now. She is squinting with a toothy grin and holding her peanut butter jelly sandwich, aloft, in exultation. She is merely the product of competitive traits edging each other out over millions of years. Her physiology is sufficient to support accelerated intellectual processes that will render her a hyper- competitive organism, representative of a dominant species. Now, she is feeding fruit to our dog. Now, she is clutching a Minnie Mouse cup and saying “Momma”. Atheists out there, I have a question. When you look into the face of a child, you don’t see the hand of God? You only see genetic leap frog? Really? A human baby is just a more advanced version of an infant praying mantis? OK, we’ll table that for a second and move into the psyche, everybody’s favorite place.
Now, some of us out here are not completely stable. For you guys who have it all together, this might not be the post for you. I recommend you go to my travel section, and look up Egypt. Read about the beautiful, historic river they have there. It might seem familiar. Anyway, for those of us who are rough around the edges, still a work in progress, and outside of normal, think about your brain. Think about your insecurities, your prejudices and biases, your neuroses, your fears, your obsessions, and your general humanity, as it were. Now, look around. See buildings, organizations, governments, civilizations, schools of thought, the DMV. You really think a bunch of people, throughout history, just like you and me (because I submit that people are like you and me) could come together in a vacuum and create all those things? HAHAHAHAHAHAH! We can’t even manage ourselves. So, to make it easier let’s set aside the particulars for a moment. Doesn’t there have to be some cognizant force bigger than ourselves? Is there a rational explanation that upon examining the evidence comes to another conclusion? Please, tell me. (Also, I am pretty new at this, so I am not sure if comments are enabled.) Atheists (and clockmaker deists), I am officially putting you “on blast”, as the kids say these days. Help a brother out.