...asked the kerjillion-celled, carbon-based life form as he and several billion companions clung to their little spinning rock, only the barest wisp of vapor protecting them from the infinite dead, cold vacuum of space.
We are incredibly improbable miracles. Our impossibilities are endless. When we speak of miracles, we tend to think of occurrences seemingly outside the realm of natural occurrence. But in truth, natural occurrence is, itself, miraculous.
So I don't believe God caused the sun to literally stand still in the sky for a day (those Hebrew writers were wonderfully poetic and figurative in their writings). I still believe in miracles, and even agree there may be the occasional miraculous intervention of an attentive God. I don't need to swallow it all at face value to believe it all, do I?
Do you?
Let's discuss!
