Evidence for God !

Evidence that God exists abounds. Weigh all the evidence.

see GOD AND SCIENCE WEB SITE.

see EVIDENCE FOR THE FINE TUNING OF THE UNIVERSE.

Molecular Biology proves God engineered it. see DESCENT OF MAN THEORY: DISPROVEN BY MOLECULAR BIOLOGY.

Scientists rebut evolution. see GENERAL REBUTTAL TO THE THEORY OF EVOLUTION.

Scientists affirm God engineered it. Chance did not engineer it, but God did. It's obvious God engineered it. God and science show agreement. Scientific facts buttress God's engineering it.

Chance and randomness have NO chance to produce the unity, effectiveness, and balance found in life and its systems. Take a few moments to perform this experiment for yourself: gather up some common household items, say some sugar, some flour, some salt, some yeast, put them in separate bowls, then take them outside.

Let chance and randomness perform their work. Take as much time as you like. Wait. And observe.

What did you get? Did you get a loaf of bread from chance and randomness? Did you get organization and usefulness from chance and randomness?

If you did NOT get a useful loaf of bread, then you have proven that chance and randomness produce nothing.

Modern law and our judicial systems insist that people are morally responsible unique entities. They say people "are not merely a combination of chemical elements acting out a series of events". They say people are "valuable and must be protected". Our governments invoke God's guidance when they open their sessions. Our money bears messages and symbols of God. Our laws encapsulate Godly concepts (examples: stealing is a crime because of God's admonition not to steal; and the statute of limitations as well as bankruptcy protection comes from God's plan to wipe out long standing unpaid debts after seven years).

Our language reflects Godly concepts (example: God says we reap what we sow, sometimes stated by "what comes around, goes around"; and "do the right thing" comes from the "golden rule", which God says in this way: do for others what you want them to do for you). When we take an oath in court, we are asked "to swear the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God". During war, we hear the phrase: "The foxhole makes you a believer in God" since it is common for soldiers to ask for God's protection.

Story: Readers Digest, Oct. 1988, Condensed from Miami Herald, by Jim Bishop.

Think there is no God?

There is no God. All of the wonders around us are accidental. No almighty hand made a thousand-billion stars. They made themselves. No power keeps them on their steady course. The earth spins itself to keep the oceans from falling off toward the sun. Infants teach themselves to cry when they are hungry or hurt. A small flower invented itself so that we could extract digitalis for sick hearts.

The earth gave itself day and night, tilted itself so that we get seasons. Without the magnetic poles man would be unable to navigate the trackless oceans of water and air, but they just grew there.

How about the sugar thermostat in the pancreas? It maintains a level of sugar in the blood sufficient for energy. Without it, all of us would fall into a coma and die.

Why does snow sit on mountain-tops waiting for the warm spring sun to melt it at just the right time for the young crops in farms below to drink? A very lovely accident.

The human heart will beat for 70 to 80 years without faltering. How does it get sufficient rest between beats? A kidney will filter poison from the blood, and leave good things alone. How does it know one from the other?

Who gave the human tongue flexibility to form words, and a brain to understand them, but denied it to all other animals?

Who showed a womb how to take the love of two person and keep splitting a tiny ovum until, in time, a baby would have the proper number of fingers, eyes and ears and hair in the right places, and come into the world when it is strong enough to sustain life?

There is no God?

Voltaire said:

If a watch proves the existence of a watchmaker, but the universe does not prove the existence of a great Architect, then I consent to be called a fool.

Isaac Newton, the father of calculus and the mathematical formulas that describe the orbits of stars and planets, learned that the stars, planets and their orbits are so carefully positioned in the skies that only the Almighty God could have possibly placed them there in the first place.

That is to say, no physical natural forces could have "moved them there", since they are so delicately and precisely balanced one with the other, all of them as a group depending on all of them as a group to keep them all in their respective places.

Newton discovered that all of the stars and planets "are in gravitational tension" one with another, such that if one became out of balance with the other, the universe would not work as we know it, it wouldn't exist.

Newton's discoveries prove that the universe didn't "just pop up one day in the past by its own impersonal physical forces".

In fact, without God holding the stars and the planets together, the universe would "stop on a dime" and would not exist. Just like that.

Generally, things left on their own don't work after a while.

Examples: machines break down, even rusting to a complete stop; people wear out, plants die, the rains come and wash away everything.

Why then does life work? Somehow it just "miraculously" works.

Babies are born, seasons come, plants grow, food is made, life goes on.

Because things "work", doesn't that clearly tell us that God exists and keeps things working, maintaining things, preserving things?

Consider speech: people alone formulate words, write paragraphs, print books, discuss ideas.

If people were formed out of chaotic primitive elements, as some say, into whole people by purely mechanistic physical forces, evolution, without God, what then accounts for speech?

No other life has speech; why do we?

Would it not seem more natural, more universal, if we indeed sprang up randomly from non-speeched primitive ancestors, that we would also have no speech, just as they do not?

Isn't speech a reflection of God's implanting it in us, so that we could talk with God and with each other, and desire a relationship with the Lord Almighty and with each other.

Consider antibodies: how do antibodies exist ahead of time, being all ready to go to help restore our health, for diseases we have not yet encountered?

Doesn't the existence of antibodies, which ward off disease, suggest the caring nature of Almighty God?

Consider our skin's sensitivity to touch and pain: we are not irritated by the touch of our clothes which constantly bear upon our skin, but introduce a "pain source", a sharp pin, onto the skin with increasing force, and soon you "feel it" ever more intensely, as the pain increases predictably in a mathematical fashion which science can graph on a chart.

What natural forces, apart from God, can "know when to ignore" sensations, like our clothes on our skin, but increase their "cry of hurt to our central nervous system" the sharp pin, as they become more dangerous to us?

Doesn't this tell us of the loving God who constructed us to "survive effectively" on this earth?

Consider mathematics, which measures our physical world: no plant or animal has the slightest grasp of mathematical concepts.

Yet routinely from the age of 5 or so, kids increasingly grasp addition, subtraction, and eventually higher mathematical concepts.

Why wouldn't we be just "as stupid" as plants and animals are to mathematical concepts? According to some scientists, we sprang from these lower forms, and they are our ancestors.

Why don't we not think, as they do?

Doesn't our ability to process and handle mathematical concepts point at the true God who understands math, implanting it into our thinking mechanism so we can enjoy life and make it work, scientifically and engineering-wise, for us?

We want things and experiences for ourselves. There is never a time when we do not yearn for these. Someone has said: "The trouble with our daily needs is that nothing on earth can satisfy them permanently." Without God, when we cannot find answers to life's questions, such as why am I here, where am I going, and what is the meaning of life, we find strong diversions to blank out those questions: a whirl-wind life, intensive self-focus, alcohol, drugs, sex, sports, business, gambling, self-indulgence. This striving for "something more" is planted by God, to draw us toward the Almighty, to suggest there is "something more" which will only a relationship with the Lord Our God will satisfy.

Someone has said: "All people, at one time or another, sense that there is a God before whom they are morally accountable, that they have sinned, and that they need forgiveness." Strong emotions, love, affection, care, yearning for improvement, are constructed by God as "emotional" signals for us. They help us enjoy our life; they point at a loving God who implanted them in our soul; they draw us to eternal topics; we are restless until we find rest and fulfillment in the Lord Our God.

Consider morality: people alone formulate concepts of morality, write laws, print regulations, discuss rights and wrongs. If people were formed out of chaotic primitive elements, as some say, into whole people by purely mechanistic physical forces, evolution, without God, what then accounts for morality? No other life has morality; why do we? Would it not seem more natural, more universal, if indeed we sprang up randomly from non-moral primitive ancestors, that we would also have no morals, just as they do not? Isn't morality a reflection of God's implanting it in us, so that we could love, and desire a relationship with the Lord Almighty.

We strive for perfection, for completion. Our stage shows, our television programs, our musical concerts, all of these and more, "must be perfect". Why? Where did this "need to be perfect" come from? Science tells us that detectable background radio emissions in space are "left-over" from the universe's start-up. Then, isn't this "striving for perfection" a "left-over" from our own start-up from the hands of Almighty God? God tells us we are "made in the image of God", though we are not God. Doesn't this "image of God" mean that "we have left-overs" in us from God's starting us up? Isn't this "striving for perfection" a reflection of the "image of God" left in us?

When I see a starving, ill-kept child, my soul wants to help the child, hold the child, improve the child's circumstances. Isn't this a reflection of the Almighty God's desire to help me, hold me, improve me? Why would I strive for perfection if I am indeed, as some say, a mere chance-based coincidence that evolved from mindless chemical ancestors? Nothing in the plant and animal world has this "striving for perfection" need. People have this "emotional need".

History tells us that God was revealed to certain peoples in the middle east, in real history, in past times.

These ancient peoples recorded their meetings with God, and they recorded God's foretelling of their own future.

As time passed, these people discovered God's predictions about their own future did indeed come true.

The Jewish and the Islamic peoples ascertain that God literally exists and literally dealt with them in history.

The Islamic Koran affirms that the Bible, as available up to that point in time, came through God:

Say, People of the Book, you shall not be guided until you observe the Torah and the Gospel and that which has been revealed to you from your Lord. Koran 5:68

He [Jesus] was born miraculously through the virgin Mary, He performed miracles, giving sight to the blind, healing lepers, and raising the dead. Koran 3:47, 19:19, 3:49

History tells us that Jesus existed literally.

Martyrs: those who gave up their life because of their absolute conviction that Jesus was God, and therefore they would not bow down to other foreign gods and deities, have been recorded throughout history, some of the first being those who actually saw, touched, and worshiped Jesus when He walked here on earth.

Except for John, the remaining disciples of Jesus were horribly martyred.

Would sincere people give up their lives for a "lie", a "deception", a "false teacher"?

Martyrs had a strong belief in the truthfulness, honesty and God-nature of Jesus, otherwise they would have turned away from Him at the prospect of giving up their life.

These histories are open to inspection throughout the world.

Story: I KNEW YOU WOULD COME, by Elizabeth King English, Guideposts, Carmel, NY 10512:

Herman and I locked our general store and dragged ourselves home. It was 11:00 P.M., Christmas Eve of 1949. We were dog tired. We had sold almost all of our toys; and all of the layaways, except one pack-age, had been picked up.

Usually we kept the store open until every-thing had been claimed. We wouldn't have woken up happy on Christmas knowing that some child's gift was still on the layaway shelf. But the person who had put a dollar down on that package never returned.

Early Christmas morning we and our twelve-year-old son, Tom, opened gifts. But I'll tell you, there was some-thing humdrum about this Christmas. Tom was growing up; I missed his childish exuberance of past years.

As soon as breakfast was over Tom left to visit his friend next door. Herman mumbled, "I'm going back to sleep. There's nothing left to stay up for." So there I was alone, feeling let down.

And then it began. A strange, persistent urge. It seemed to be telling me to go to the store. I looked at the sleet and icy sidewalk outside. That's crazy I said to myself. I tried dismissing the urge, but it wouldn't leave me alone. In fact, it was getting stronger. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer, and I got dressed.

Outside, the wind cut right through me and the sleet stung my cheeks. I groped my way to the store, slipping and sliding. In front stood two boys, one about nine, and the other six. What in the odd?

"See, I told you she would come!" the older boy said jubilantly. The younger one's wet with tears, he saw me, his sobbing stopped.

"What are you two doing out here?" I scolded, hurrying them into the store. "You should be at home on a day like this!"

They were poorly dressed. They had no hats or gloves, and their shoes barely held together. I rubbed their icy hands, and got them up close to the heater.

"We've been waiting for you," replied the older boy. "My little brother Jimmy didn't get any Christmas." He touched Jimmy's shoulder. "We want to buy some skates. That's what he wants. We have these three dollars," he said, pulling the bills from his pocket.

I looked at the money. I looked at their expectant faces. And then I looked around the store. "I'm sorry," I said, "but have no. " Then my eye caught sight of the layaway shelf with its lone package.

"Wait a minute," I told the boys. I walked over, picked up the package, unwrapped it and, miracle of miracles, there was a pair of skates!

Jimmy reached for them. Lord, let them be his size. And miracle added upon miracle, they were his size.

The older boy presented the dollars to me. "No," I told him, "I want you to have these skates, and I want you to use your money to get some gloves."

The boys just blinked at first. Then their eyes became like saucers, and their grins stretched wide when they understood I was giving them the skates.

What I saw Jimmy's eyes was a blessing. It was pure joy, and it was beautiful. My spirits rose.

We walked out together, and as I locked the door, I turned to the older brother and said, "How did you know I would come?"

I wasn't prepared for his reply. His gaze was steady, and he answered me softly. "I asked Jesus to send you."

The tingles in my spine weren't from the cold. God had planned this. As we waved good-bye, I turned home to a brighter Christmas.

EE says:

With no food and no money, I started to cry. How could I feed my kids, I wondered. Then the phone rang. I heard my friend ask, Have you ever seen purple beans? I just harvested some. Bring the kids over so we can enjoy them together! I gathered the kids up while they asked where were going, To eat purple beans, I replied. A quizzical smile formed on their lips, soon giving way to laughter. At my friend's house we filled up on purple beans, and nourished ourselves with their protein. I realize God was somehow involved with bringing these purple beans to us, and I think God was also saying: Don't worry, I am taking care of you.

I ran out of heating oil just at the end of a chilly spring. I cried myself to sleep after putting the last pieces of wood into my small wood stove for heat for my kids. I had no more money, for oil or wood this season, or the next. I drifted off to a fitful sleep. Later, I awoke to a loud boom. Living at the end of a road cars don't come down, I wondered what the noise was. As sunlight began its creep into my room, I exhaustively dragged myself out of bed to face a chilly spring day. When I went out to walk my dog, there in my driveway was a broken oak tree that produced the boom I heard in the night. It had no rot and no bugs, and there had been no wind that night to bring it down. It was only inches from my car. Later, a friend cut and stacked the wood to season it for next fall. I thanked God for the gift of warmth this tree would bring my family in the next winter.

PJN tells:

I was flying myself and my family back to Washington DC one day. The weather was forecast to be clear. However, over West Virginia, clouds below began to form, and by the time I reached the DC area, I found myself above a solid overcast, with no earth in sight. At that time, I was not qualified to fly instruments and I had to decide: turn around to find land behind me, or just scoot around the DC area looking for a hole in the clouds that would permit me to legally descend toward the airport. After some minutes of scooting around, I gave up, and called the controller. He asked me my intentions, since he didn't have any great options either. Suddenly, I heard a voice on my radio clear as a bell directing me to a location northwest of my position where I would find a hole in the clouds. I turned my airplane in that direction, I looked around for the helpful airplane; visibility was great, but I never saw him and the radar controller never mentioned another airplane in my area, they point them out to help us avoid potential collisions. Quickly I found the cloud hole and spiraled down legally below, then flew on without incident to my destination. I always wondered: was that an Angel who helped me?

I was having a tough time, and I found myself alone on my birthday, feeling sorry for myself and definitely unloved. Dragging myself out of my car to get a cup of coffee at Dunkin Donuts, a friend I had not seen in years saw me first and cheerily waved me over, saying I had been on their mind lately. We had a pleasant catch me up talk, then I went into town to buy some groceries. There another long-lost friend came upon me in the pasta aisle, heartily wishing me well, asking what I was doing this afternoon, as they had some time on their hands, and were looking for some friends to come over to pass the day with them. Naturally I accepted the invitation, and soon found myself at their house enjoying the conversation and friendship. About an hour later, I was informed they had somehow ended up with one too many birthday cakes and we needed to celebrate just anybody's birthday, for I had not mentioned a word to them about this being my own birthday. Wow! Three events in a row, I had been thought of and appreciated by friends, and an extra birthday cake somehow just showed up to celebrate my birthday. I felt loved after all. I silently thanked God for remembering me and caring for me all the while.

I noticed I was occasionally bleeding from a certain place in my body, causing me some worry. I was praying with some people about a variety of topics they were concerned about. I decided to quietly and silently pray to the Lord God for a healing of this flow of blood. I did not tell anyone else at the meeting about my problem, then or any other time; I did not ask anyone else to specifically pray for this. I did pray with someone else generically about a problem I had. Our prayers lasted for about 5 minutes, I think. All of a sudden, I could feel an extremely strong and powerful touch at the location of the blood issue; it was warm, pleasant, and somehow loving. This touch was very short, much less than a full second. I knew the Lord had touched me. I never had another issue of blood ever again. I was totally healed.

I have a complex job putting computer software and systems together. Sometimes, no matter what I do, they just bomb out and won't work, causing me to put in some long days. One time I was putting a new system into a petroleum distribution plant, and my main system was a half day's drive away, when suddenly this system just wouldn't work anymore. I was really tired after 20 hours straight on it, I didn't have the equipment I needed with me, and I felt trapped and desperate, so I laid down on a nearby cot to get some rest before leaving defeated. Just before dosing off, I prayed to God to give me an understanding of the problem and a solution. Then I went to sleep. In about 15 minutes, I woke up with a very clear understanding of the problem and a workable solution. In a few minutes I made the corrections, and was packing my bag to go home, leaving a happily running system for my customer.