“There is no God!”  “God is a fantasy for losers and fools.” our new society cried out.

As I listened, a small gray cloud slowly passed in front of the sun, its shadow moved across the ground as if it had a life of its own.  There was a faint smell of honeysuckle in the air.  The slight breeze made the top branches of trees sway back and forth as if they were waving at the sky.

“Our children need to learn the truth about evolution!”  the experts said.

The family pictures that were hung with such care, reflected four generations of family.  The portrait of a smiling child, a yellowed old photograph of a man, the resemblance uncanny.

“God has given up on man.”  I heard proclaimed.

The doctor held my baby by her ankles covered with blood and fluid, I was counting her fingers and toes.  He flipped her over and she coughed.   I watched in awe as she drew her first breath of air.

“The Bible is an outdated old book that has no relevance in today’s world.”  They concluded.

After some reading, I carefully laid down my copy of the oldest living history book, the book of life, spelled out for me by the Maker of the universe.  I wondered what God thought when hearing man put a timetable on His Word.

“Jesus was nothing more than a prophet that died and was buried a criminal”  a teacher said.

It wasn’t until sometime after I opened my heart to the Savior of the human race that I would begin to understand the warmth my body felt every time I looked upon a cross.   

         Steven Walls