My family was recently watching the movie, “God’s Not Dead.” I caught the tail-end of it, but it was powerful enough to make an impression on me, and hit me with some conviction.
I claim to be a Christian on this blog, but how much of that shines through?
I won’t be talking about the movie, but instead, my initial reasoning for being a Christian in the sense of: I believe God is not dead.
“For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse.” Romans 1:20 (Emphasis added.)
What keeps me believing I’m not alone? How do I check my faith when it falters and I begin to wonder?
I look at the sky. Or watch a bird. Or go on a hike so far away from civilization I don’t see any houses. I sit somewhere high and look out.
Say you’re walking through a forest and you find a yellow ball. Your first thought is that someone, a person, left it there. Not that it materialized on it’s own. How can the world, much bigger than a ball, materialize on it’s own?
A youth pastor said that one night, and it stuck with me.
I guess you could follow that up with the argument of “well I believe the big bang/evolution started with cosmic dust/cerebral ooze,” and I’d ask in return, where did the dust/ooze come from?
My thinking is simple.
Look out your window and look up. You see the sky, but do you know how far up it is? Have you seen a sky scraper? That’s not even a third of how high the sky is. It’s really amazing, and Someone made it.
God’s not dead. He’s a master designer, keeping watch over His creation, which includes you and me.