Can anything come from nothing?
He lives next door to us in Crestline, this delightful man named Bill, physically tentative as his eighty-four year old legs range our mountain trails, but whose wit and cleverness remain decidedly in place. It was when we had lived beside him a short time, and had invited him over for a meal that he said to us, “I envy your faith.” Bill claims to be an agnostic…but wishes he could believe. Longs to think there is a God.
This intellectual positioning baffles me. For even were I to lay aside my belief in Jehovah God, and completely disregard Biblical accounts, the premise is illogical that asserts this spectacular world to have–from nothing–sprung into being. For how is it possible for something to come from nothing?
Nothing is nothing. No seeds, no Power, no latent beginning. No nucleus from which will spring something.
My trek toward intellectual honesty and my pull toward that of the spirit happily converge in the Genesis account of creation.
“In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.”
“I envy your faith,” Bill said to Jerry and me…and well do I understand his statement. For belief in God ultimately satisfies both the spirit and the intellect.
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