Stuff

A few weeks ago, I saw someone get stuck with a javelin. He did not get hit. He got stuck. In the spine. The javelin literally stuck almost an inch in his spine and didn't come out until he hit the ground. And guess what? He was perfectly ok. The trainers were checking him out and he was sitting up talking on the phone. As we watched this, a teammate made the offhanded remark "The Big Guy upstairs must be looking out for that guy." I do not think this teammate truly believed that God was watching over this man, or even if he believes in God at all. Which is why his comment was so odd to me. It seems to me that there are certain things in this world that cannot be explained by science or facts or things like that. Some would call it blind luck that this guy didn't die from that javelin, but how many people truly believe in blind luck? It hit me then that even the nonreligious seem to grasp the fact that there is something behind luck, or chance, or whatever. I watched a Richard Dawkins (probably the world's most famous atheist) program recently in which he said that atheism (his form of atheism seems a bit naturalist to me) is the greatest way to appreciate nature. I could not agree less. He admitted that every living thing and many nonliving things have the "appearance" of design, as he calls it. I can't quite understand how someone could see so much "appearance" of design without searching for the creator. For Dawkins, the thing most worthy of worship is natural selection (Romans 1:25). Which to me seems a lot like blind luck. The logistics behind one cell becoming millions of species is incredible. Ten thousand monkeys on a typewriter and all that, maybe. I guess my main point is that there is something within each of us that is crying for the Creator, whether we choose to acknowledge it or not. From crediting an unknown "Big Guy" for the life of a man to admiring the beauty of living things, our spirits are constantly crying out for their Lord. It's just sad that some choose to drown out this cry.