Sanders’ statement above begs the question: where might seeing eyes focus? No doubt there are a number of areas, but for today, let’s look at—or rather, see (!)–just two:
Seeing Eyes Focus on the Evidence of God
First, all areas of science from astronomy to zoology are grounded upon such laws of nature as gravity, the 24-hour cycle of light and dark, and the evaporation / condensation cycle of water. Such regularities beg the question, why is everything in the universe so structured?
“There is no logical necessity for a universe that obeys rules,”[1] and yet it clearly does. Someone had to give order to what would otherwise be chaos.
Second, the more cytologists study the structure of cells, the more complexities they discover. Even so, five years ago they did create a cell with 473 genes. However, they have a long way to go to match God’s engineering skills. The single-cell organism, E. coli bacteria, contains 4,000 genes; a human cell, 30,000.[2]
Third, all around us are examples of God’s artistry, but, “for lack of attention, a thousand forms of loveliness elude us every day.”[3] Such loveliness—right outside our door–includes:
- A sunrise back-lighting the tree-tops
- Ethereal mist swathing the woods’ undergrowth
- Dewdrop jewels sparkling in the grass
- Scampering squirrels making thin tree limbs dance
- Hydrangeas transforming their finery from shell pink to deep salmon
And seeing eyes turn heavenward in worship.
Seeing Eyes See People
Perhaps a true story will illustrate best:
There I stood over my son’s open suitcase, staring at the tag on his new school uniform pants. They were the wrong size. J. needed those pants the very next morning when all the sixth graders of his school would head to Washington D. C. for a three-day field trip.
We’d ordered those pants the previous week when the uniform store didn’t have his size in stock. They’d arrived on Saturday, but I never checked the tag till that moment. A glance at my watch confirmed: if we left immediately, we might arrive at Harris Prep Shop (a half hour away) before it closed.
But a long night lay ahead with another hour added to the agenda. And what if they still didn’t have J.’s size? Several scenarios played in my mind while I called the store.
Mrs. Harris apologized for the mix-up, then informed me a shipment had arrived that morning, including pants. I told her we’d get there ASAP, but it would take thirty minutes.
“Wait a minute,” she replied. Her voice became muffled while she spoke to someone else, then came back to me.
“Mrs. Ruegg? There’s another mom here from your school, and she says she’ll pick up the pants for you. You can return the others another time.”
“Oh—that would be fantastic!” I cried. “What’s her address? I’ll meet her there.”
More muffled conversation ensued, then Mrs. Harris relayed, “She says, give her your address and she’ll drop them off.”
An hour of precious time was suddenly regained by this thoughtful mother. Granted, she didn’t see my eyes widen upon discovering the size-tag, or my brows furrow as I fretted over several less-than-satisfactory solutions to our dilemma.
This woman was able to see me across the miles with the eyes of empathy and responded with gracious kindness.
Now that kind of sight is rare indeed.
[1] https://www.everystudent.com/features/is-there-a-god.html
[2] https://kenboa.org/apologetics/scientific-evidence-of-gods-existence/; https://www.nist.gov/news-events/news/2021/03/scientists-create-simple-synthetic-cell-grows-and-divides-normally
[3] Evelyn Underhill
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