Cliff Knechtle writes of a conversation that he had with a university student who claimed that the Bible was packed with mythology, even though he admitted that he had never read it. Knechtle challenged him to read both the Book of Isaiah, which contains prophecies concerning Christ, and Matthew, which records the fulfillment of those predictions.
Knechtle thought that he’d never see him again, but the next day, he approached Knechtle and said, “I read Isaiah and Matthew. It was interesting literature. I think it speaks the truth.”
“That’s great!” said Knechtle. “Are you ready to trust Christ for eternal life?”
The student replied, “No way. I have a very active sex life. I know that Christ would want to change that. I don’t want anyone to change that.”
I have noticed that whenever a person gives up his belief in the Word of God because it requires that he should believe a good deal, his unbelief requires him to believe a great deal more. If there be any difficulties in the faith of Christ, they are not one-tenth as great as the absurdities in any system of unbelief which seeks to take its place.
A man of subtle reasoning ask’d
A peasant, if he knew
Where was the internal evidence
That proved the Bible true?
The terms of disputative art
Had never reach’d his ear ;
He laid his hand upon his heart,
And only answered, ” Here.”
It has often been pointed out that the story about Jonah and the whale is scientifically impossible. It would need a miracle to happen.
That may be so.
But, it’s not the only miracle. How about the miracle of being alive? C. S. Lewis put it like this: “The probability of us being here is so small, you’d think the mere fact of existing would keep us all in a contented dazzlement of surprise.” Every moment of existence is a fathomless mystery. It is miraculous gift.
Or how about the miracle of sex? The intimate, delightful, exhilarating union of a man and woman that brings about the creation of a brand new, unique, wriggling human being? How awesome is that?
Or the miracle of having eyes and ears to see and hear the beauty and wonder around us? The miracle of having toes and a tongue and fingers and knees and a nose? Or the miracle of walking on a planet where there are blackberries, waterfalls, sunsets, hummingbirds, rainbows, orcas, butterflies, and penguins?
Has your heart not beat faster at the sight of young beauty? Have you not stood with fascination to watch a deer leaping across a meadow, an eagle soaring, a rainbow after a summer storm, a sunset splashing glory across the sky?
We live in a world of stunning beauty; we are surrounded with wonders on every hand. If it has ceased to astonish you, chances are you are dead. There are miracles to be seen wherever we look.
The Jonah and the fish miracle?
Minor league kid’s stuff.
–J. O. Schulz