We cannot see the wind. We know it is there because we can see it blowing and the washing on the line and the leaves in the trees
We cannot see electricity. We know it is there when we switch on the light.
We cannot see air. We know it is there because we could not live for a minute without it.
We cannot see love. We know it is there in those who care for us.
We cannot see God. We know He is there because of the wonderful world all around us. It is full of beauty and colour and amazing designs from the tiniest insect to the vast, unending universe.
Things do not happen by chance. With a book, the words do not fly through the air and happen to land in the right order. Someone has to put it all together to make sense. So a book must have an author – someone to write it. A painting must have an artist – someone to paint it. A building must have an architect – someone to plan it.
So too with our world. It did not all happen by chance.
Someone planned it, put together. This great Designer, Architect, Creator, we call God.