“The heavens are telling the glory of God; and the firmament proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours forth speech, and night to night declares knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words; their voice is not heard; yet their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world.” Psalm 19:1-4
I have asked this question many times and I have received varying answers. But no answer has actually ever got the question correctly. I am not asking if you believe what man says about God.
I am a Christian and I believe the bible but no matter how much God inspired the bible might be, when pen was put to paper, it was by human hands. And when those ancient writings were translated to different versions and languages, it was by human scholars. We have had divinity explained to us by humanity.
But there is something that man has no hand in that explains the divine to us in a way no words can. The psalmist said “Look to nature and understand the ways of God”, so when I say do you believe in God, I am asking if you believe IN God!
When you look up to the starry sky, do you sense the divine? ; When you hear the booming thunder and watch the rolling lightning splitting the sky, do you feel awe? ; When you plant a seed and see the first thrust of its tentative growth out of the soil, do you feel that quickening in your heart? ; When you raise your face to the sun and feel its warmth, do you wonder about the countless mysteries space still hides in its wombs?
In your search for answers, do you pause to think of what or who the question might be? ; As you follow science’s relentless quest for knowledge, do you ever sit and ask what is the foundation of that knowledge? ; In the Big Bang Theory, do you ask about the power behind the Bang? ; Do you ever hesitate and think there just might be a bigger truth out there?
Have you ever had a near miss and felt that scary tingle of “it should have been me”? ; Have you ever questioned coincidence? ; Do you walk past history and think how big, how far and how numerous the past is? ; Do you hear of an archeological discovery and feet your heart teeter on edge?
When you put your hand on the swelling mound of your belly and feel the beating life, do you think of creation? ; When you hold that precious bundle and count toes and fingers, do you wonder how? ; Do you at any moment question what you think you know?
Or have you lost the magic?
Do you believe in God?