How perfect. How extraordinary. How typical of God to create something so miraculous and pleasing to the eye.
I just don’t get it.
How can our theory-of-evolution friends believe the moon is nothing more than a glob of random cells that spun around the universe and landed all glued together somehow in a ball out there?
If they believe that, they might believe a tornado could roar through a junk yard and create a Chevy Impala.
For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. Colossians 1:16