For the skeptic who believes -- if he or she believes at all -- that Jesus was simply a good teacher and nothing more or perhaps even a lot less...
Professor Peter W. Stoner, who wrote "Science Speaks," stated that the probability of just eight particular prophesies [about Jesus] being fulfilled in one person is 1 in 100,000,000,000,000,000. The eight prophesies were:
1) Messiah born in Bethlehem -Micah 5:2; fulfilled Matthew 2:1-7; John 7:42; Luke 2:47
2)Messiah to be preceeded by messenger -Isaiah 40:3; Malachi 3:1; fulfilled in Matthew 3:1-3; 11:10; John 1:23; Luke 1:17
3)Messiah to enter Jerusalem on a donkey -Zechariah 9:9; Luke 19:35-37; Matthew 21:6-11
4) Messiah betrayed by a friend -Psalm 41:9; 55:12-14; fulfilled in Matthew 10:4; 26:49-50; John 13:21
5) Messiah sold for 30 silver pieces -Zechariah 11:12; fulfilled in Matthew 26:15; 27:3
6) The money for which the Messiah is sold is thrown in the Temple -Zechariah 11:13; fulfilled in Matthew 27:5-7
7) Messiah silent before accusers -Isaiah 53:7; fulfilled in Matthew 27:12
8) Messiah to be crucified - Psalm 22:16; Zechariah 12:10; Isaiah 53:5,12; fulfilled in Luke 23:33; John 20:25; Matthew 27:38; Mark 15:27,28
This statement was validated by the American Scientific Affiliation (ASA).
This number has been illustrated this way: If we take 1 x 10 to the 17th power silver dollars and lay them on the face of Texas, they'll cover the state two feet deep. Now mark one of these silver dollars and stir the whole mass thoroughly, all over the state. Blindfold a man and tell him that he can travel as far as he wishes, but he must pick up one silver dollar only and say this is the right one, the marked one. What chance would he have of getting the right one?
With a tip of the hat to View from the East where this article -- and more -- can be found...
Friday
Reason 19: Yeah, But He Was Only a Great Teacher...
"…I am trying here to prevent anyone saying the really foolish thing that people often say about Him: 'I’m ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don’t accept His claim to be God.’ That is one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic – on a level with the man who says he is a poached egg – or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God: or else a madman or something worse. You can shut Him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. But let us not come with any patronising [sic] nonsense about His being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to."
Excerpted from Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis, Chapter 3
Reason 18: Fear of Death
"If you have a relationship with God through Jesus, you don't need to fear death. It is the door to eternity. It will be the last hour of your time on earth, but it won't be the last of you. Rather than being the end of your life, it will be your birthday into eternal life. The Bible says, 'This world is not our home; we are looking forward to our everlasting home in heaven.'"
The Purpose Driven Life, Rick Warren, Day 4, Made to Last Forever
The Purpose Driven Life, Rick Warren, Day 4, Made to Last Forever
Reason 16: The Autopsy (warning: graphic)
The Elusive Yet Holy Core
by Kathy Dahlen
I entered college in the early 1970s and my belief in God and Christ were intact, but it was through an unlikely class that I became convinced beyond dogma of a powerful truth.
Since I was an English major, I immersed myself in ideas and philosophies. But somewhere between Wordsworth's nature poems and Kafka's existential short stories, I felt a need to study something tangible -- something in the world of blood, bones and cells.
So, I signed up for the class "Human Anatomy and Physiology 101." As part of the coursework, our professor took us to an autopsy so we could see first hand what had so far been limited to textbooks and drawings.
When we entered the morgue, our voices dropped to whispers, our eyes drawn to the human parts preserved in jars lining the walls.
In the autopsy room, a male body lay on a stainless steel table. His skin was a waxy yellow, sunken, almost plastic. His mouth gaped.
He was a suicide.
The physician made a bloodless incision. A couple students on the outer rim of the group fainted; I managed to keep my ground and edged closer. There inside, just as we had been taught, were the heart with its ventricles, the stomach still smelling of yeast, the bony frame, the paper-thin coils of intestine.
For some reason, it struck me that all these parts and pieces didn't explain fear or lust, ambition or love. There wasn't an organ I could probe to uncover kindness, or some tissue I could explore to find human will, or the drive to make music.
The doctor folded back a part of the man's scalp and, with an electric saw, cut carefully through the skull. The brain lay exposed as though in a cocoon, creased and wrinkled by thoughts and experiences.
Gazing at that mass of gray nerve tissue, I was unable to reconcile the evidences I had known of self-sacrifice and forgiveness, or even this suicide, with the notion that a human life consists only of one's biology. I know myself well enough to admit to yearnings, imaginings and thoughts that can't be reduced to chemical reactions or electric impulses.
The class, and particularly the autopsy experience, had taken me deeper than I anticipated. I had entered the study of the human body expecting to learn of our concrete physical existence. Instead, I discovered in a more profound way the human body as transitory and fragile, and, by contrast, the soul as enduring.
This elusive, yet holy core whispers to me of God, of my ability to know and enjoy Him. It compels me to look beneath the surface, to remind myself that, like me, the lady next door who scowls on her way to the mailbox, or the kids who strut down the street, or my atheist friend who enjoys a good conversation, each bear an undying soul and deserve compassion.
Kathy Dahlen has wanted to be a writer since her seventh grade teacher inspired her to love language. A freelance writer, she is also a volunteer tutor in English as a second language. Dahlen lives in Sequim, Wash., a village on the northern coast of the Olympic peninsula.
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Reason 15: A Marine's Death
Dawn Rowe's husband, Marine Corps Major Alan Rowe, was killed in action in September 2004 in Iraq.
Here is part of Dawn's testimony...
"A lot of people kept waiting for me to snap or lose it," she said, "and I didn't understand that because as a Christian, I'm sad for my loss, but I'm excited for Alan." Facing grief has challenged her to live by God's Word. "(The Apostle) Paul said to die is to gain, so why wouldn't we rejoice in that?"
As reported in Calvary Chapel magazine, Issue 26, Winter 2006
For me to live is Christ [His life in me], and to die is gain [the gain of the glory of eternity]. If, however, it is to be life in the flesh and I am to live on here, that means fruitful service for me; so I can say nothing as to my personal preference [I cannot choose], but I am hard pressed between the two. My yearning desire is to depart (to be free of this world, to set forth) and be with Christ, for that is far, far better;
Philippians, Chapter 1
Here is part of Dawn's testimony...
"A lot of people kept waiting for me to snap or lose it," she said, "and I didn't understand that because as a Christian, I'm sad for my loss, but I'm excited for Alan." Facing grief has challenged her to live by God's Word. "(The Apostle) Paul said to die is to gain, so why wouldn't we rejoice in that?"
As reported in Calvary Chapel magazine, Issue 26, Winter 2006
For me to live is Christ [His life in me], and to die is gain [the gain of the glory of eternity]. If, however, it is to be life in the flesh and I am to live on here, that means fruitful service for me; so I can say nothing as to my personal preference [I cannot choose], but I am hard pressed between the two. My yearning desire is to depart (to be free of this world, to set forth) and be with Christ, for that is far, far better;
Philippians, Chapter 1
Reason 14: Without Faith...
"To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible."—Saint Thomas Aquinas, 1225-1274
Reason 13: Even a United States President...
One of our Presidents proclaimed the following...
We not only declare our faith in the Christ of the past but in the present, who is alive forever more. Let me urge you to follow Him, not as the Nazarene, the Man of Galilee, the carpetner's son, but as the ever living spiritual person, full of love and compassion, who will stand by you in life and death and eternity.
Do you know which president said those words?
You're invited to comment....
We not only declare our faith in the Christ of the past but in the present, who is alive forever more. Let me urge you to follow Him, not as the Nazarene, the Man of Galilee, the carpetner's son, but as the ever living spiritual person, full of love and compassion, who will stand by you in life and death and eternity.
Do you know which president said those words?
You're invited to comment....
Reason 12: Disproving the Resurrection
Simon Greenleaf, one of the principle founders of the Harvard Law School, originally set out to disprove the biblical testimony concerning the resurrection of Jesus Christ. He was certain that a careful examination of the internal witness of the Gospels would dispel all the myths at the heart of Christianity. But this legal scholar came to the conclusion that the witnesses were reliable, and that the resurrection did in fact happen. Made available online by Shane Rosenthal for Reformation Ink, this essay is in the public domain and may be freely copied and distributed. Click Here to read.
Reason 11: The Weight of the World
"...when they asked if anyone wanted to receive Y'shua, I felt a hole in my heart that I could not work out. I raised my hand and prayed that Y'shua would come into my heart. It was like the weight of the world was pulled off of me."
Monte Hinojosa, as reported in Jews for Jesus, Volume 5:5766, January 2006.
Monte Hinojosa, as reported in Jews for Jesus, Volume 5:5766, January 2006.
Reason 10: God Knows Your Name
I have summoned you by name; you are mine (Isaiah 43:1)
"It's difficult for some of us to comprehend that God in all His majesty, power, and might would know us by name. How could He be so personally aware of each one of us and love us? And yet he does. One of the great preachers of years ago, Charles Haddon Spurgeon, wrote of this fact: 'He who counts the stars, and calls them by their names, is in no danger of forgetting His own children. He knows [you] as thoroughly as if you were the only creature He ever made, or the only saint He ever loved.'"
Excerpted from Quiet Times for Couples, February 4, by H. Norman Wright.
"It's difficult for some of us to comprehend that God in all His majesty, power, and might would know us by name. How could He be so personally aware of each one of us and love us? And yet he does. One of the great preachers of years ago, Charles Haddon Spurgeon, wrote of this fact: 'He who counts the stars, and calls them by their names, is in no danger of forgetting His own children. He knows [you] as thoroughly as if you were the only creature He ever made, or the only saint He ever loved.'"
Excerpted from Quiet Times for Couples, February 4, by H. Norman Wright.
Reason 9: Free Gift!
"But we have a responsibilitiy to accept His free gift of salvation. We are not automatically saved just because Christ died for us; the Bible does not support universalism (the idea that all people will be saved). You personally must make your decision for Christ, and if you refuse to do so you are, in a sense, already making a decision -- the decision to reject Him and turn your back on His salvation."
Approaching Hoofbeats, The Four Horsemem of the Apocalypse, by Billy Graham, page 229.
Approaching Hoofbeats, The Four Horsemem of the Apocalypse, by Billy Graham, page 229.
Reason 8: Wow! This Is For Me!
"Accepting Christ made a difference. There was a new dimension in my life; it was the Holy Spirit in me. I remember driving my car and praying, 'I love you, Jesus.' The Bible became an open book to me. Before, I knew that the Bible was what God said, but after I accepted Christ, I thought, 'Wow! This is for me.' The Scriptures just leaped off the pages."
Testimony of Lois K. Akehurst, 'Am I a Christian?' Decision magazine, January 2006.
Testimony of Lois K. Akehurst, 'Am I a Christian?' Decision magazine, January 2006.
Reason 7: Atheist Finds God's Humor
The below is excerpted from a longer piece by the famous science fiction author John C. Wright in reply to a reader who asked about Wright's conversion from an avowed atheist to a Christian...
My conversion was in two parts: a natural part and a supernatural part.
Here is the natural part: first, over a period of two years my hatred toward Christianity eroded due to my philosophical inquiries.
Rest assured, I take the logical process of philosophy very seriously, and I am impatient with anyone who is not a rigorous and trained thinker. Reason is the tool men use to determine if their statements about reality are valid: there is no other. Those who do not or cannot reason are little better than slaves, because their lives are controlled by the ideas of other men, ideas they have not examined.
To my surprise and alarm, I found that, step by step, logic drove me to conclusions no modern philosophy shared, but only this ancient and (as I saw it then) corrupt and superstitious foolery called the Church. Each time I followed the argument fearlessly where it lead, it kept leading me, one remorseless rational step at a time, to a position the Church had been maintaining for more than a thousand years. That haunted me.
Second, I began to notice how shallow, either simply optimistic or simply pessimistic, other philosophies and views of life were.
The public conduct of my fellow atheists was so lacking in sobriety and gravity that I began to wonder why, if we atheists had a hammerlock on truth, so much of what we said was pointless or naive. I remember listening to a fellow atheist telling me how wonderful the world would be once religion was swept into the dustbin of history, and I realized the chap knew nothing about history. If atheism solved all human woe, then the Soviet Union would have been an empire of joy and dancing bunnies, instead of the land of corpses.
I would listen to my fellow atheists, and they would sound as innocent of any notion of what real human life was like as the Man from Mars who has never met human beings or even heard clear rumors of them. Then I would read something written by Christian men of letters, Tolkien, Lewis, or G.K. Chesterton, and see a solid understanding of the joys and woes of human life. They were mature men.
I would look at the rigorous logic of St. Thomas Aquinas, the complexity and thoroughness of his reasoning, and compare that to the scattered and mentally incoherent sentimentality of some poseur like Nietzsche or Sartre. I can tell the difference between a rigorous argument and shrill psychological flatulence. I can see the difference between a dwarf and a giant.
My wife is a Christian and is extraordinary patient, logical, and philosophical. For years I would challenge and condemn her beliefs, battering the structure of her conclusions with every argument, analogy, and evidence I could bring to bear. I am a very argumentative man, and I am as fell and subtle as a serpent in debate. All my arts failed against her. At last I was forced to conclude that, like non-Euclidian geometry, her world-view logically followed from its axioms (although the axioms were radically mystical, and I rejected them with contempt). Her persistence compared favorably to the behavior of my fellow atheists, most of whom cannot utter any argument more mentally alert than a silly ad Hominem attack. Once again, I saw that I was confronting a mature and serious world-view, not merely a tissue of fables and superstitions.
Third, a friend of mine asked me what evidence, if any, would be sufficient to convince me that the supernatural existed. This question stumped me. My philosophy at the time excluded the contemplation of the supernatural axiomatically: by definition (my definition) even the word "super-natural" was a contradiction in terms. Logic then said that, if my conclusions were definitional, they were circular. I was assuming the conclusion of the subject matter in dispute.
Now, my philosophy at the time was as rigorous and exact as 35 years of study could make it (I started philosophy when I was seven). This meant there was no point for reasonable doubt in the foundational structure of my axioms, definitions, and common notions. This meant that, logically, even if God existed, and manifested Himself to me, my philosophy would force me to reject the evidence of my senses, and dismiss any manifestations as a coincidence, hallucination, or dream. Under this hypothetical, my philosophy would force me to an exactly wrong conclusion due to structural errors of assumption.
A philosopher (and I mean a serious and manly philosopher, not a sophomoric boy) does not use philosophy to flinch away from truth or hide from it. A philosophy composed of structural false-to-facts assumptions is insupportable.
A philosopher goes where the truth leads, and has no patience with mere emotion.
But it was impossible, logically impossible, that I should ever believe in such nonsense as to believe in the supernatural. It would be a miracle to get me to believe in miracles.
So I prayed. "Dear God, I know (because I can prove it with the certainty that a geometer can prove opposite angles are equal) that you do not exist. Nonetheless, as a scholar, I am forced to entertain the hypothetical possibility that I am mistaken. So just in case I am mistaken, please reveal yourself to me in some fashion that will prove your case. If you do not answer, I can safely assume that either you do not care whether I believe in you, or that you have no power to produce evidence to persuade me. The former argues you not beneficent, the latter not omnipotent: in either case unworthy of worship. If you do not exist, this prayer is merely words in the air, and I loose nothing but a bit of my dignity. Thanking you in advance for your kind cooperation in this matter, John Wright."
I had a heart attack two days later. God obviously has a sense of humor as well as a sense of timing.
(For the rest of the Wright's account of his conversion, click here.)
My conversion was in two parts: a natural part and a supernatural part.
Here is the natural part: first, over a period of two years my hatred toward Christianity eroded due to my philosophical inquiries.
Rest assured, I take the logical process of philosophy very seriously, and I am impatient with anyone who is not a rigorous and trained thinker. Reason is the tool men use to determine if their statements about reality are valid: there is no other. Those who do not or cannot reason are little better than slaves, because their lives are controlled by the ideas of other men, ideas they have not examined.
To my surprise and alarm, I found that, step by step, logic drove me to conclusions no modern philosophy shared, but only this ancient and (as I saw it then) corrupt and superstitious foolery called the Church. Each time I followed the argument fearlessly where it lead, it kept leading me, one remorseless rational step at a time, to a position the Church had been maintaining for more than a thousand years. That haunted me.
Second, I began to notice how shallow, either simply optimistic or simply pessimistic, other philosophies and views of life were.
The public conduct of my fellow atheists was so lacking in sobriety and gravity that I began to wonder why, if we atheists had a hammerlock on truth, so much of what we said was pointless or naive. I remember listening to a fellow atheist telling me how wonderful the world would be once religion was swept into the dustbin of history, and I realized the chap knew nothing about history. If atheism solved all human woe, then the Soviet Union would have been an empire of joy and dancing bunnies, instead of the land of corpses.
I would listen to my fellow atheists, and they would sound as innocent of any notion of what real human life was like as the Man from Mars who has never met human beings or even heard clear rumors of them. Then I would read something written by Christian men of letters, Tolkien, Lewis, or G.K. Chesterton, and see a solid understanding of the joys and woes of human life. They were mature men.
I would look at the rigorous logic of St. Thomas Aquinas, the complexity and thoroughness of his reasoning, and compare that to the scattered and mentally incoherent sentimentality of some poseur like Nietzsche or Sartre. I can tell the difference between a rigorous argument and shrill psychological flatulence. I can see the difference between a dwarf and a giant.
My wife is a Christian and is extraordinary patient, logical, and philosophical. For years I would challenge and condemn her beliefs, battering the structure of her conclusions with every argument, analogy, and evidence I could bring to bear. I am a very argumentative man, and I am as fell and subtle as a serpent in debate. All my arts failed against her. At last I was forced to conclude that, like non-Euclidian geometry, her world-view logically followed from its axioms (although the axioms were radically mystical, and I rejected them with contempt). Her persistence compared favorably to the behavior of my fellow atheists, most of whom cannot utter any argument more mentally alert than a silly ad Hominem attack. Once again, I saw that I was confronting a mature and serious world-view, not merely a tissue of fables and superstitions.
Third, a friend of mine asked me what evidence, if any, would be sufficient to convince me that the supernatural existed. This question stumped me. My philosophy at the time excluded the contemplation of the supernatural axiomatically: by definition (my definition) even the word "super-natural" was a contradiction in terms. Logic then said that, if my conclusions were definitional, they were circular. I was assuming the conclusion of the subject matter in dispute.
Now, my philosophy at the time was as rigorous and exact as 35 years of study could make it (I started philosophy when I was seven). This meant there was no point for reasonable doubt in the foundational structure of my axioms, definitions, and common notions. This meant that, logically, even if God existed, and manifested Himself to me, my philosophy would force me to reject the evidence of my senses, and dismiss any manifestations as a coincidence, hallucination, or dream. Under this hypothetical, my philosophy would force me to an exactly wrong conclusion due to structural errors of assumption.
A philosopher (and I mean a serious and manly philosopher, not a sophomoric boy) does not use philosophy to flinch away from truth or hide from it. A philosophy composed of structural false-to-facts assumptions is insupportable.
A philosopher goes where the truth leads, and has no patience with mere emotion.
But it was impossible, logically impossible, that I should ever believe in such nonsense as to believe in the supernatural. It would be a miracle to get me to believe in miracles.
So I prayed. "Dear God, I know (because I can prove it with the certainty that a geometer can prove opposite angles are equal) that you do not exist. Nonetheless, as a scholar, I am forced to entertain the hypothetical possibility that I am mistaken. So just in case I am mistaken, please reveal yourself to me in some fashion that will prove your case. If you do not answer, I can safely assume that either you do not care whether I believe in you, or that you have no power to produce evidence to persuade me. The former argues you not beneficent, the latter not omnipotent: in either case unworthy of worship. If you do not exist, this prayer is merely words in the air, and I loose nothing but a bit of my dignity. Thanking you in advance for your kind cooperation in this matter, John Wright."
I had a heart attack two days later. God obviously has a sense of humor as well as a sense of timing.
(For the rest of the Wright's account of his conversion, click here.)
Reason 6: Need for Money; Need for Information
"If our greatest need had been information, God would have sent an educator. If our greatest need had been technology, God would have sent us a scientist. If our greatest need had been money, God would have sent us an economist. But since our greatest need was forgiveness, God sent us a Savior."
Excerpted from When God Whispers Your Name by Max Lucado.
Excerpted from When God Whispers Your Name by Max Lucado.
Reason 5: Most Convincing Evidence
"In retrospect, I think the most convincing piece of evidence to me for the case of Jesus being the Messiah was the resurrection. I'd studied a bit about the Roman guards during that period, so I knew those soldiers were standing back to back, guarding the tomb with thier lives. If anything happened, they would be killed. That was pretty convincing, plus Josh McDowell gives references for Jesus and the resurrection from other books besides the Bible. The empty tomb, I think, is what got me to believe."
Words of Paul Steiner, former marathon runner, as excerpted from Testimonies of Jews Who Believe in Jesus.
Words of Paul Steiner, former marathon runner, as excerpted from Testimonies of Jews Who Believe in Jesus.
Reason 4: Man's Plan, Complex; God's Plan, Simple
The utter simplicity of the plan of salvation demonstrates God's love and its divine origin. Salvation is God's free gift to those who will accept it.
You can't buy the gift and you can't earn the gift through good works, or being "good"(what would "good-enough" look like and do you really expect to meet God's standard of perfection?), or through self-effort, or other complex human efforts, or a series of legalisms imposed on you.
No, the price of the gift was paid in-full on a lonely hill called Calvary some 2,000-years ago; like any freely given gift, all you need to do is accept it. (See the sidebar for how...)
The apostle Paul's letter to the faithful at Ephesus in 62 A.D. makes abundantly clear that salvation is a gift. In Paul's letter, he wrote: For it is by free grace, that is God's unmerited favor toward you, that you are saved -- made partakers of Christ's salvation -- through your faith. And this salvation is not of yourselves -- of your own doing, it came not through your own striving -- but it is the gift of God: Not because of works, lest any man should boast. It is not the result of what anyone can possibly do, so no one can pride himself in it or take glory to himself.
You can't buy the gift and you can't earn the gift through good works, or being "good"(what would "good-enough" look like and do you really expect to meet God's standard of perfection?), or through self-effort, or other complex human efforts, or a series of legalisms imposed on you.
No, the price of the gift was paid in-full on a lonely hill called Calvary some 2,000-years ago; like any freely given gift, all you need to do is accept it. (See the sidebar for how...)
The apostle Paul's letter to the faithful at Ephesus in 62 A.D. makes abundantly clear that salvation is a gift. In Paul's letter, he wrote: For it is by free grace, that is God's unmerited favor toward you, that you are saved -- made partakers of Christ's salvation -- through your faith. And this salvation is not of yourselves -- of your own doing, it came not through your own striving -- but it is the gift of God: Not because of works, lest any man should boast. It is not the result of what anyone can possibly do, so no one can pride himself in it or take glory to himself.
Reason 3: Logic and Common Sense
Every one of Jesus’ disciples, with the exception of John, died as martyrs, defending Jesus as the Christ, Son of God, and Savior. Men do not willingly give up their life for a belief that is predicated on lies or deceit. Each of the martyrs had first-hand knowledge of Jesus. Each was convinced unto death that Jesus was who he said he was.
Reason 2: Historical Truth
The historical truth of the resurrection of Jesus.
Without the resurrection, there is no basis for Christian belief. The Romans and the Jewish leadership of Jesus' day had every reason to steal and hide his body, come up with alternative explanations for the empty tomb, and otherwise heap doubt and uncertainty on the fact of the resurrection. Yet, the historical record contains no mention of the authorities of the time being able to "explain away" the empty tomb. In contrast, the Bible states that hundreds of people witnessed seeing Jesus, post-resurrection.
Without the resurrection, there is no basis for Christian belief. The Romans and the Jewish leadership of Jesus' day had every reason to steal and hide his body, come up with alternative explanations for the empty tomb, and otherwise heap doubt and uncertainty on the fact of the resurrection. Yet, the historical record contains no mention of the authorities of the time being able to "explain away" the empty tomb. In contrast, the Bible states that hundreds of people witnessed seeing Jesus, post-resurrection.
Reason 1: Personal Conviction
The preponderance of evidence convinces me that God is real.
God's invisible nature and attributes, His eternal power and divinity have been made clearly discernible in and through the things that have been made, that is, in and through His handiwork, the creation. So men are without excuse.... (see Romans 1:20)
God's invisible nature and attributes, His eternal power and divinity have been made clearly discernible in and through the things that have been made, that is, in and through His handiwork, the creation. So men are without excuse.... (see Romans 1:20)
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