I was looking through old photos my mum took of flowers in her garden and in public floral displays and couldn’t help but think of how amazing and precise nature is. I started thinking about the symmetry in each of those flowers and every blades of grass, then my mind wandered to the unique pattern in every snowflake and the perfection in each segment of an orange.
People often say it’s hard for them to see evidence of God in the world. I say look outside and marvel at the way the clouds roll in of an afternoon and rain down life giving water to the animals and plants. Or find an ant hill or a lizard and ask yourself how the billions of creatures that roam the surface of the earth breathe, eat, and reproduce without any aid. If you’re looking for God’s footprint, just take a look at nature. How can a planet (nay, universe!) with so much order, be made from a random explosion?
I remember reading somewhere that the big bang theory could be likened to a paper and ink factory exploding and producing a perfectly bound dictionary amidst the rubble. What are the chances that, in such an explosion, the ink could spill out from its broken containers and then come together in any sort of legible font, and form words that not only made sense but were also alphabetised and dry upon hundreds of pages that then fell in one perfectly aligned pile? I’d say the chances are pretty slim. To create something with such order requires intent and knowledge of how ink, air, paper and language all work together harmoniously. Similarly, to create a world with countless organisms that are so highly complex but harmonious, requires some sort of knowledge and intent.
Truly, God is the ultimate architect.