3-3-2018
A Facebook friend and I were having a discussion on science vs belief in God.
Now, I think science and the desire to learn more about the creation comes from God, but the argument was about things that can be observed and verified with reproducible experiments as opposed to “faith, legends, myths, and imaginary beings.” I believe these were the words he used.
He sent me a video explaining “string theory” and “the theory of everything.”
I have to say, this little video was simple enough for my simple brain to sort of grasp what it was talking about.
But, the funny thing was, it was all about tiny subatomic particles that are too tiny for scientists to observe, so they observe them by the effects they have on light or sound waves.
I asked my friend if he believed in these “invisible” particles, and he said it had nothing to do with “belief”, but that it was a study in the scientific process of learning what is real and true.
After a little back and forth between us, he politely left the conversation with the statement “neither one of us is going to change his mind.”
That’s when I realized something…he used the word “faith” alongside fairy tale words, as if faith is some ignorant notion of “religion” that has no real basis to it.
“Without faith, it is impossible to please God. For, to come to Him, you must believe that He exists, and that He rewards those who diligently seek Him.”
He is invisible…but not imaginary.
He plants the desire to find Him in me, and then I can respond by seeking Him…or not seeking Him.
When I seek Him, I begin to see Him.
I begin to see how He works.
How my faith grows as I learn to trust Him.
How my faith in Him becomes as real an object as the sun in the sky…how, with my faith (that He gave me. I didn’t get it on my own.) I can see everything else.
My friend had said that he could believe in a creator if there was any evidence.
“Now, faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
I don’t think my friend wants to see.
Yet.
It has been my experience that God wouldn’t show me until I was in need of His Grace and I have no doubt, there was something there though besides disbelief
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Probably. When I think back, I marvel at the orchestration of events that it took to get me to that point at that time.
Our God is awesome.(True sense of the word.)
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